Life.....

The Spring was a ghost, as winter wither'd away.

The Birds song was Rapid the flowers awaited may.

Alone we all sat, Widows locked and shutter'd

Afraid of our neighbours, our bread went unbutter'd.

All shopkeepers were closed, all kegs were untapped.

All music did cease, all performance unclapped.

Alone we all sat, Doors closed and locked.

Our Pantry's slowly dwindling, inadequately stocked.

All Games were ended, all our Works were halted

All prayers were whispered, all hopes were exalted.

Alone we all sat, as the world slowly warmed.

The trees Unpruned, ragged, and deformed.