mask
wash hands
shelter in place
mask
eyes only
miss your face
hands
palms up
miss holding yours
sheltered
feel lonely
miss your presence
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
mask
wash hands
shelter in place
mask
eyes only
miss your face
hands
palms up
miss holding yours
sheltered
feel lonely
miss your presence
Capturing what we have endured this past year. Soon, I hope we will be able to have more contact again – in the meantime, poetry works!