When the virus struck, he worked a long drive,
Plus, eight to five, away from mama Nell and
Two little Nells which worked very well. He is
Now the odd man out and Nell has some doubts
How it will turn out. The girls tire of guessing
Games and inane walks to see the ducks and
She, her daily klatch with a batch of friends. She
Loves her man, but their lives do not thrive on
This overdose of close. How could she miss him
If he never goes away?

Loving those internal rhymes and once again the playful, moving and yet tragic content, Glen, your poems are wonderful xoxoxo
I'm sure many many people are feeling this way and wondering how life will be with loosening restrictions now on the way. You caught the moment, Glen. Bravo!⭐️
Wow...a poignant vehicle for remembering how lives have been different since CV. Well Done, Glen!🎖️