Endless night
Awful blight
No one calm
Nothings right
Proud young doctors crying with fright
Toiling broken they can’t see the light
Pleading for the fighting to cease,
While they save us from this awful disease.
Coronavirus Christmas Carol
Category: poetry
The long distance kiss.
Repost from 2007 She blew him a kissIt was shaped like her lipsHe caught it with prideFor it had made quite a trip. Over the citiesAnd the great sea.A wondrous voyageIt had … Continue reading The long distance kiss.
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