A Poem of Hope

More than a year of this pandemic – we've really had our fill

without the social interaction, we've all gone downhill!

Relationships in lockdown have been a blessing and a curse

but for all our irritations we vowed, 'for better or for worse'

The world starts up again, but we're all still stuck,

in time, all will be fine - with just a bit of luck!

it's vital for our well-being that we should interact

we've listened far too long to Boris - that is a plain fact!

'No end in sight' we hear - we're sick of being told off!

Passports, traffic lights, book, don't book – we've really had enough!

We miss our friends – we miss the jokes, the noise

we miss the camaraderie– a night out with the boys!

we miss going to the park – and sitting on a bench

we miss our distant cousins – it really is a wrench!

Masks are here to stay, but things should now move a pace

there's one thing we will not miss - masks tied upon our face!

They say 'explore our country' and 'holiday at home'

but with our lousy weather we'd rather go to Rome!

Europe is out until it's 'vaxxed' – so we're not yet free as birds

but told 'beware new variants' – those are the dreaded words!

and relief from restrictions could cause a third wave

- that's if we all go wild and do not behave!

We've done our best to stay healthy - we exercise, keep fit

but really do miss the company, the banter and the wit

Spectator sports are back again – how did we manage to keep sane?

- football, cricket, tennis – small crowds will fit the bill

no queueing allowed at Wimbledon – no crowds on Henman Hill!

We're in the 'Roaring Twenties', so get in the party mood

make contact with our friends, sing songs - enjoy the party food

At last we re-emerge – reconnect and mix

we wrap up warm, we're in good form and obey the 'rule of six!'