Do we know what freedom means
Without a mask? The stuff of dreams?
To see one's neighbour’s smiling face?
The advent of new time of grace?
As always, it’s
the little things
That make our
day; the bird that sings,
The bus that
pulls up right on time,
A friendly
phone call down the line …
Rich soft fruit
choice on market stall
For some, the
joy of kicking ball!
Cool drink with
friends in light attire
As ladies glow
and men perspire!
Down town in
blazing sun, a buzz
So, meet and
greet is what one does!
A challenge new
-– a place to sit
As bars and cafés
score a hit!
Like lions long-locked
in a cage,
We stride forth,
eager to engage;
This new-found
freedom lifts our souls
In more than
one way, we’ve new goals!
(c) Poet in the woods 2021
Busy Brussels cafés
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