Still singing

by Jem Croucher

Wet roads glisten in sunshine
fresh from the rain
as I sit here gazing from
my high window again
There’s not much here passing
lockdown in full swing
but it highlights the colour
which comes from the Spring

The yellow forsythia
is lovely to see
from up here at my window
and brings home to me
that despite all the changes
this virus is bringing
there’s nothing to stop the
world from still singing


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