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Covid – 19 Reflections.

This lockdown has transported me back to my childhood.

My whole world contained within my house and garden.

Our only visitors, the tradesmen who deliver

Groceries orders put together by strangers.

 

Once again I can spend whole days outdoors

Grubbing amongst the weeds, evicting snails

Raking seedbeds and potting-on small plants

Mowing, hoeing, pruning, sowing.

 

In my childhood I was able to roam the woods

Where I found sanctuary in the lightning- split tree

Or on branches of the pollarded willow

Which made a perfect couch for reading.

 

Now my couch for reading is man-made -

A chair constructed from a redundant pallet.

My tree replaced by the flower-lined balcony

My view is of the restless sea below white cliffs

 

My thoughts keep returning to that child

Who played alone in the woods, created games

In the bluebells and listened for the badger’s snores.

Thank you, Covid -19, for those memories.