Just breathe and the springtime will arrive anyway.
This is difficult, though the light is growing now,
To not shake your hand when we meet,
Or wrap our arms around each other, let alone kiss.
In a land without leaders or steady advice.
But we’ve made our own way before,Early springtime 2020
And we will do again, won’t we?
‘Together Alone’ like the song we once sang.
We’ll make our own way, all of us.
While the springtime arrives anyway.
For a friend, who’s had a brilliant idea x