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I will never forget 2020

I will never forget 2020

What a difference a year can be
On this date in 2019 I was on a mahoosive luxury ship you see
Cruising around the Algerian basin and the Mediterranean ocean bobbing up and down with the sea swelling motion

But today as I sit on a Sunday wearing a frown things have eased a little in this Coronavirus lockdown
Mind you that doesn’t entitle us to fly so nobody is travelling abroad on an aeroplane in the sky
Only time will tell if I ever get away
tho I am booked up in a few months from now for a little holiday

Yet I do not want to catch this Corvid-19
I value my life if you know what I mean
Now the thought of sitting sardined betwixt and between strangers fills my thoughts with anxiety from infectious dangers

So alas even if our aeroplane is flying I shall probably stay at home feeling sad from sighing
But that’s a small price I have to pay in the grand scheme of things
Perhaps next year I will feel comfortable flying high with wings
I will never forget 2020 for all the wrong reasons
When we were stuck in isolation throughout our sunshine seasons
 

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Marion

Ah...think many many people are feeling the same as you now Jill, I'm not, I wasn't going anywhere ??

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Jill Tait

Haha well I won’t b anywhere either luv ???❤️?❤️

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Jill Tait

Awww Cherie things can only get better my love honestly it will ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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sparrowsong

Hello Jill...

I think we will be having another lockdown here very soon...

Next time it will be a lot more strict...

We are also getting closer to a Civil War and could you imagine that with the Virus and th Fly season will also be upon us before we know it...

They are working on giving people the right to carry guns without a permit...

If that's not a warning...

I don't know what is...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Elbow Bump!

sparrowsong

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Jill Tait

OMG nothing is good!!!!❤️?❤️

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Greg Etsell

Jill yes it has been a bad year 
i am not for the black matters
rally but like black pleape 
i have  black friends and 
they 
dont like whats going 
and i stand with the 
police they have very hard 
job i want write poem
called police matters
but i dont know what 
kind of a reaction 
i would get so i may
not write so far this year there hasnt been
group aginst black matters 
could you belive the violence 
that would happe if there 
was group out aginst them wow
but that hasnt happen yet
and yesday they had
black matters  rally here where i live
and a trump as   well 
i stayed away 

 

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Jill Tait

Awwww I treat everyone the very same & there are bad apples in every creed colour
This carry on is total thuggery & it’s gone way to far!! I absolutely hate it!!!
I’m not writing about the black matters coz we all matter!! And those baduns at moment twist everything to suit thereselves ❤️?❤️

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Greg Etsell

i feel the same way as you do i 
wont write that poem 

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Jill Tait

Ay luv just incase some idiot twists and turns it around to cause trouble xxxx It’s terrible trying times Greg ??❤️

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