Poem -

Untouched.

Untouched.

they're falling like cards..
the Queens..the jokers..
the numbers inbetween.
theres only two night staff
left standing,
such a contradiction
to last year when I was
incapacitated..
I feel unreal..
Maybe I am the tin woman..
I have no heart..
Covid 19 please avoid me.

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Simon Bromley

It's quite an ordeal at the moment.  My wife too is on the frontline and I thank you for all you do, great write.

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