Joan Gower a client from East Devon has written this lovely poem about her thoughts during COVID-19.
Our fingers are all crossed that we will indeed have coffee once again.
In lockdown in the springtime,
Imprisoned in our cells,
You might be out by Christmas,
The Government foretells.
Our warders strive to keep us calm
While we our distance keep,
The lounge is out of bounds to all,
But some outside do creep.
We need a vaccination,
To make us feel alive,
Will one be found we wonder,
By tewnty twenty five.
We all try to be hopeful,
Our social distance do maintain,
Pray that sometime in the future,
We’ll have coffee once again.