Concerts in the park,
people walking hand in hand,
sensitive to the sounds of nature, pausing to take it all in.
Of moments with loved ones who have moved on,
whose memory lifts the ordinariness of day,
the solitude is deafening
Absolutely no one has the answer they want you to believe they do
days evolve in to months
Happiness is a masked message of triumph the human spirit is undeterred, we take stock and assess the damage
Unprecedented times these are but then aren't times always changing?
envelope yourself in this new concoction, it will all be over, soon.