PICTURE THIS!

 SARAH

Lockdown 3

Heavy

It’s different this time.

It arrived in the spring,

our garden bursting with hope and new life,

despite the fear and uncertainty,

my arms 

open 

wide 

now,

folded 

tight.

 

Winter’s hold has taken its grip,

weighing down, 

smothering life, 

darkness and grey 

penetrate 

the 

soul.

 

The garden, once luminous green,

damp and brown,

stooped like my back,

heavy like my body,

energy drained.

Once I skipped, now I walk through mud.

 

Ethereal light on winter morning,

Glimmers of sunshine break through,

We still smile and laugh,

We don’t make plans, 

but I dream,

and there is a vaccine,

I need a dose 

of hope, 

light 

and possibilities.

 

It will come.

My arms will unfold

and start to 

open 

wide 

and up high.

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