The Garden Party
A poem that I wrote when some lockdown restrictions were first lifted in June 2020.
The Garden Party
We’re having a party!
Here are the plans,
Please bring a towel
For washing your hands.
We will be outside,
But you can use the loo,
Just don’t touch the woodwork,
Or door handles too.
No hugging or kissing,
You’re not in my bubble,
But if you get desperate,
There’s cushions to cuddle.
We’ll sit well apart,
I don’t mean to be rude,
But it’s probably safer
To bring your own food.
Typical, isn’t it?
Sunshine for weeks,
But now we can meet up,
It’s raining in sheets.
Still, this is progress,
And I’m longing to see,
My nearest and dearest
Up close in 3D.
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