Blogging my Calling as a Minister with Motherhood, Blind Wheelchair Driving, Mental Health and More
Monday, 27 April 2020
Isolated in this place
Left or right It barely matters Going round and round The same small space High fiving family Anything to bring a smile Though eye rolls more common From teenagers face Her smile emerges At least once a day I long for those times They make my heart race Elbow to elbow We bump in the kitchen Try not to get in the way Or force change of pace It's easy to feel blue But no space for that either Find something to cheer Comedy on the case Indoor hobbies important To fill lonely times Though friends I can't even Begin to replace Outside is a mystery Red Kites soar up high When camera comes out Gone without trace Playful intentions Soon can go ugly Best to play nicely Isolated in this place
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