I must confess my lockdown patience is wearing thin
I would share my frustrations but don't know where to begin

Instead I thought I should try to make a fresh new start
I realised, I didn't have the motivation or heart

I should make the effort, shake off my worries and doubt
Pretend lockdown is over and we are free to go out

I dig out my Christmas gift for a pampering treat
A selection of treatments for face, body and feet

I select a face mask, the collagen boosting kind
Lie back on my bed and try to relax and unwind

I shower and wash my hair, grey blonde is my new shade
Shampoo and condition, my shine has started to fade

Rub cream in to my hands, sore from sanitising gel
Shave my legs it has been so long, I would not dare tell

Scrub my body red raw, smother in a soothing lotion
Spritz my feet before applying a peppermint potion

My hair and make up is done, I should dress up in style
Not just take a pair of leggings from the top of the pile

Delve into the back of my wardrobe, it's been quite a while
Shocked by the clothes not required for my lockdown lifestyle

I choose a pair of stretchy jeans, that will go on with ease
Forgiving to my twelve month diet of wine and cheese

Glancing in the mirror, I see someone who looks like me
She bears a resemblance of the person I used to be

Dressed to impress, made up and hair fixed into a style
I pass for presentable, more than I have for a while

Ready to face the world and the highlight of my week
Words can't express my emotions, I feel dizzy and weak

Back in the kitchen, all dressed up and nowhere to go
The bins are out, ready for collection day tomorrow