Hugs and Touches in Our Place

One day soon….very soon
I will be able to hug and touch
its been more than a year now
with no hugs or touches
lockdown has been hard
for all of us in Our Place

With no hugs and no touches
for those of us who live alone
its been bobbins
smiles hidden behind masks
no touches of any kind
No hugs

A spring of cold and rainy days
few snatched sunny days
trees growing leaves
flowers sprouting
birds and butterflies appearing
bees buzzing

The end of lockdown now in sight
many of us oldies have had our jabs
and are starting to go out
mingling with friends and family
wiser older bolder
with smiles and hugs

Smiles hidden behind masks
But….as the sun finally appears
we start to mingle and smile at each other
eat and drink together
hug and touch
without masks

Life in Our Place slowly returns
we are wary but positive
savouring the magic of Spring
sharing it with those we meet again
where the bees buzz
In Our Place

By Pauline Smith

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