2020 started as usual, traditions, timeless routine.
Through February work, students achieving.
March – the pandemic
Silent – kind help – given, received
Stress, work, exhaustion – some not working
Time of extremes
Later the floods came
Spring – hope – my son on the Covid ward – contracted and cured
August in England, the sun came out. People went out. Ate, socialised.
Autumn work, changes, new peace, the students came first. Stress and exhaustion.
November – more personal death, panic – love in its grief and entirety
Except we learn of love divine, to no longer seek
More kindness in the form of smiles from a stranger; a positive choice
Moments of calm
Christmas present peace, to give and receive – grow or regress
More floods came
2021 you chose – kind connections or poor choices for health?
Hope, peace and love leads to real joy. Real gifts of endless life value.
Glad your son healed! ICU in my family, too, and death amongst friend’s.
Kind connections for 2021!! And good health.
blessings,
Cynthia
Lisa, a great poem of hope, reflection and possibilities.