Suddenly, on New Year's Eve, Coo reminds FT of our hope to return to PoetBay by the end of this year. Unfortunately FT is still in poor health, but we have rustled up a couple of things. Our best wishes to all :-) :>)


Wave-time

Bro. G. texts progress -- 'Setting off' at 4,
midway or so announces 'Park cafe',
then 'Garden', lastly Bzzz! and that's the door,
my intercom, which has a waspish way;

outside the door the gift exchange takes place --
he's brought a dozen bottles, box of chocs,
receives a hardback book on outer space,
a woolly jumper, vouchers, shortbread, socks;

there's conversation through the cotton masks,
with Mum and Dad and younger brother too,
of weather, walks and work, and festive tasks,
I wait inside, with 'Garden' as my cue;

it comes, I 'Window', wave-time for a while,
I hope, behind his mask, he wears a smile.




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Written on 2020-12-31 at 22:24

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Alas, this is how get-togethers have to be these days. Wonderful writing, as always.
2021-01-02


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Such is the stuff of Christmas 2020. Well written and lovingly portrayed.

Thanks Coo.

Joe
2021-01-01


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
BRAVO!
Ken D
2020-12-31