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Close Morose

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?




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suegwool
suegwool
May 15, 2021

Loving those internal rhymes and once again the playful, moving and yet tragic content, Glen, your poems are wonderful xoxoxo


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galbraith.susan
galbraith.susan
May 14, 2021

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!⭐️

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Wow...a poignant vehicle for remembering how lives have been different since CV. Well Done, Glen!🎖️

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