Twenty Twenty Ends

It was Christmas Eve

in the year Twenty Twenty

Believe you, me
it had been rough for so many

A global pandemic
posed global restriction
Everyone forced home
to avoid adding affliction

Shelves stripped empty
as people became frantic
Toilet paper was knighted
in bare bum clenched panic

And whilst the year did
finally drew curtain
We felt that the virus
showed no signs for certain

Oh the year Twenty Twenty
- did we learn a lot?
To love and appreciate
a lesson sure not forgot

Now Christmas Day
could not be as planned
But we fought and could smile
two metres hand in hand

Merry Christmas ~

Kickstarter

Rolling back the shoulders

a scratch on the head
Feet hit the ground
sliding warmth out the bed
Gone body and mind
tensions felt yesterday
Refreshed and rinsed off
possibilities make way

Flicking on the kettle
spare time for a kick
Learnt by yourself
appreciation is the trick
Outside rouses on
breathing zest everywhere
Walking free with a smile
and that fond friendly flair