Sunday 6th December

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Covid confines us

I’ve lost my bounce

My sparkle’s gone out

Don’t know what counts

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Plodding through mud

The colours have faded

There’s little purpose

Left feeling jaded

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Won’t last forever

Please stand up straight

Look all around

I need a shake

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So must make plans

To see family

Looking forward to

Time spent happily

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Sharing sweet moments

With hugs and laughter

Making memories

Together hereafter

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Thinking of you

My darling Angel son

xxxxx