It’s hard work sweeping up wet leaves
But here I am, out in the sun
Wrapped up warm with rolled-up sleeves
Trying to get this job done!
In COVID times, despite lock-down
It’s vital to take exercise …
With leaves all piled up in a mound
A sense of order greets my eyes.
The days draw in, it’s dark too soon
With heating on and curtains drawn
We read, watch TV or just moon
While more leaves drop upon the lawn!
The household chores do not relent
I sort out clothes and iron sheets
In such dull ways my day is spent
When not engaged in rhyming feats!
Vote-counting drags on – scores are close
Europe, on the side-lines, waits
Will we get a “double dose”?
And what will be the new dictates?
(c) Poet in the woods 2020
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