On Lockdown

On Lockdown

I’m dreaming of a world beyond my home,

(remember that?)

Those crazy days, we were free to roam,

(restriction free)

When we could stop and chat a while,

(those were the days)

When a hug was a greeting, not just a smile,

(forbidden now)

There was a time we didn’t run from a sneeze,

(into a tissue)

Freedom to come and go as we please,

(meeting with others)

We could walk outside, for more than an hour,

(lovely fresh air)

And it was worth getting up and taking a shower,

(not washed for days!)

We could shop just to browse or pop to a caff,

(not one in, one out)

 We could meet up with others, just for a laugh,

(pub anyone?)

When flour was something we could still get,

(no multi-buy restrictions)

And toilet rolls hadn’t sold out yet,

(nothing left)

The time will come again, we won’t hurry past,

(not too long I hope)

We’ll escape these four walls, freedom at last,

(take care, stay safe)