There, there

My daughter tells me she’s picking up
more shifts than she normally would.
Her hands are raw and she’s running
out of sanitizer. I know she doesn’t
expect anyone to fix it but still I check
the expiry date of my aqueous cream.
Later, I place the tub in the garden
and watch over it from the window.
When she finally arrives she orders
me back inside. This time a hug
isn’t going to make things better.

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Shirley-Anne Kennedy

Mon 6th Apr 2020 23:08

They certainly are, Greg.

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Greg Freeman

Mon 6th Apr 2020 12:04

These times are producing so many poems, so many stories, Shirley-Anne. So many ways of looking at the world in a different light.

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