Solo

Alone in Solo walks today – passing neighbours; become strangers

Wondering – am I clean – itchy nose

Fearful of the unknown – known

Mother’s day without flowers – without hugs

Family time is the time of separation

No hands; no contact

Love clings to hope for tomorrow

The chance to open arms again

And hold each other

In the Warmth of Togetherness

A dim light – glowing in the dark of now