Spring - A Poem

Rays of sunshine tickle

Out in the garden,

As I sit

Bare skinned

For the first time in months.

The blue sky

And strums of a guitar

Bring a smile to my lips.

Two months into the lockdown,

Spring has arrived.

Tuscany is in full bloom,

The yellow daffodils a light blanket

Over the hills.

Tears in my eyes prickle

Out in the garden,

As I sit

Bare skinned

For the first time in months.

The blue sky

And guitar strums

Weigh down my heart.

One month into the lockdown

And still,

The end is not in sight.