The day was long and cold.
Not a soul to whisper a word or two.
“Oh how long will this go on?”
She sighed and complained
While absently stirring her pot of porridge.
Self Isolation
Tea and Prose
Tea and Prose
The day was long and cold.
Not a soul to whisper a word or two.
“Oh how long will this go on?”
She sighed and complained
While absently stirring her pot of porridge.
Into Words 
This is amazing! So well written!
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Thank you! ❤️
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