After Its Over

Rating: 4.3
What I miss about before, are hugs,
now we live hermetically sealed.

what I miss most about before, are smiles
which hide now, are discreate, masked.

what I miss about before, are crowds,
the hustle and bustle.

what I miss about before,
is having coffee and a laugh with friends.

so I am storing all my hugs
all my smiles,
all my mingling,
and all my laughs,
for when we are together again.
Saturday, January 23, 2021
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COMMENTS
Keith Brown 24 January 2021
Nice write
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Keith Brown 24 January 2021
Hope we all get to share our stored hugs, Masks? Some people will, maybe we all do weAr masks, even when they cannot be seen.
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Kim Barney 24 January 2021
I really miss the hugs, too. Thanks for this poem.
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Soumita Sarkar 24 January 2021
time spent with dear ones n loved ones is so precious
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Cowboy Ron Williams 23 January 2021
I couldn't agree more, Paul. Five stars for this!
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LeeAnn Azzopardi 23 January 2021
amen brother! I just hope it's before my birthday
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Robert Murray Smith 23 January 2021
Reflects pandemic life. Life will return to normal after herd immunity.
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