The riddle of covid
continues to confound.
Uncertainty reigns supreme.
Meanwhile nature
faithfully adheres
to its preordained cycle.
The first snow
of the year
heralds the
renewal of life.
Soon the snowdrops
will emerge
to gladden the eyes
and lift the spirits.
Thank you J.D. , Paul and Stephen for your comments and likes.
Good, hopeful poem, Abdul. 2021 will be better....
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The cold wet weather here makes the spread worse, I love the cleanliness of the snowfall, before it turns into slush. I wish the snow would clean away Covit-19
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Tom
Tue 8th Dec 2020 09:56
Great poem Abdul. We had thick snow here last week. I went out and stood in the huge flakes as they came down. It felt as surreal as the year itself - but a lot more exciting (and hopeful).