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Posted by MFish


Posted by MFish Posted on 03/20/2018 at 10:58PM Poetry See more by MFish

I touch you and I feel
The softness of dew drops,
Lying on blades of grass.

I listen and I hear
The sound of water,
Tumbling over rock and sand.

When you lie near me,
I smell the scent of love,
Mixed with jasmine and another
Fragrance, much like the smell
Of new mown hay.

Soft lights, flickering candles,
Music, wine and you,
Gracing these harsh surroundings
Of steel and plastic.

Caught up in a world of
Fast moving events
With no time to slow down
And enjoy.

The good old days are now gone.
The lives lost in this virus run,
Be they daughter, husband, wife or son.
A much too early return to work
Or the open a business, to crowds,
Was poor judgement, if it was used.
It now appears the citizens were confused,
As our leader, said it will be gone
In mid April, when it is warm.
Wrong again, with your guessing game,
As you violate any sense of reason.
Not wearing a mask. It is your claim
The petulant child you; are to blame.
May Karma grab you by your shirt
And plant your face into the dirt.

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