Social Isolation: Day 12

We get home just in time
                  from our first walk in shirtsleeves.
Lightning
            thunder
   crashing all around,
            sideways rain.
A little obvious
   as metaphors go but,
as a record of the day,
            accurate.
 
Divorce rates soar
post-quarantine,
            I read
but none of them
   has the good fortune
to live with you,
            who reads the Sunday
comics to me instead of the bad news.
   The storm batters the house,
and the sun comes out.
                        Obvious.
Accurate.
 
 
S. Robbins, March 29, 2020

Category: A series begun with the COVID-19 isolations, Poems    

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