Walking down the narrow lanes
I try and find my way
The streets are bare
Nowhere’s here
I’m lost and gone astray
Just as I take a lowly step
I lose myself and trip
Bodies left right where they fell
The Virus won the day.
Walking down the narrow lanes
I try and find my way
The streets are bare
Nowhere’s here
I’m lost and gone astray
Just as I take a lowly step
I lose myself and trip
Bodies left right where they fell
The Virus won the day.
Poems and Petals 
Post apocalypse ~ how cool ❤
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❤️
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Nature healing itself…
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True! How are you? Good to hear from you!
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I am good. Just busy… lol! Employed, self-employed (and remodeling my practice, including creating products, designing a new website), education, working on a book project, and there is some private life too… lol. Hope you are find, Vonita!
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Wow you sound very busy! Yes I’m good too thanks, just one day at a time for me! Xoxo
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LOL…. yes, I am not bored. I am glad, you are good, dear. Have a good start to your week 🙂
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A gruesome thought Vonita
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Tough times ahead Ivor!
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