How eerie fog makes daytime seem
At half-past two – the street lights gleam
Less constant is the flow of cars
Unlit are many shops and bars…
Retail in the doldrums lies
With lockdown, hardly a surprise
High Street hoardings disappear …
Yes, this has been a dreadful year.
The winter chill now sets in fast
Forget all shades of “Christmas Past”
More hopeful shops can open doors
Yet “non-essential” gives us pause…
This festive season is subdued
With Bruxellois not in the mood;
No mulled wine chalets by the Bourse
COVID has seen to that – of course.
Then sans a mask, you risk a fine
No parties – meet-ups now a crime!
All doom and gloom, unless like me
You lose yourself in books and tea!
(c) Poet in the woods 2020
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