POEM OF THE DAY

EACH AND ALL

How far away last Christmas seems. When warmth did fill our bricks and beams.

A time such of joy, of hopes and dreams.

Such simple carefree days. With that festive turkey, golden brown.

Sweet Christmas pud so plump and round.

How smooth the old mulled wine went down.

Such laughter filled the air. There’s times this year it’s fair to say, We’ve felt dispair, and we’ve known dismay.

As the Virus had its wicked way.

Our lives turned upside down. All our way of lives have had to change.

We’ve postponed, cancelled rearranged.

There’s never been a time this strange.

But we’ll get through somehow. This week there’s been a slight reprieve.

A chink of such golden light received.

Huge sighs of relief have been heaved.

For a while our norms return. Such a timely boost most would agree.

Now loved ones once more each can see.

For a mere five days it’s been decreed.

A port throughout the storm. But through these days of gathered clans.

Where joined again are friendship’s hand.

The length and breadth of this fine land.

Just remember what’s at stake. For more than disappointment waits.

For on each and all rests other’s fates.

Throughout these festive care free dates.

Pay mind, be kind, stay safe.