Novel

Don’t call it “Normal”

That just isn’t true

These times are strange

Loneliness

Hangs heavy as April’s Moon

Fat, heavy, moving slow

Will we meet again

Before Winter’s snows?

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CLP 07/04/2020

4 Comments

  1. I love how you describe the moon. I love the weight of it and the equally weighted title.
    Let’s hope it’s over soon.

    1. Strangely it is bringing so many people together realise that working all the hours in heaven and earth is not as important as love of our neighbours, family and friends

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