Late

Quatrain #982: LATE Look beyond sad to happy times, Apt poise turns mad in shifting mimes; Touch now feels bad in grip of fear, Etch this odd fad like distance chimes. ~~~~~~~~~ Leon Enriquez 05 April 2020 Singapore

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David Smith

Date: 8/28/2020 12:29:00 AM

Checking in my friend with hope you are OK. Like his one. First line is very appropriate at this time. We are fine her. See my grandson most days. He is 18 months now. All the best David in NZ

Leon Enriquez
Date: 8/28/2020 6:29:00 PM

Dear David: Glad to hear from you my friend. The new normal ushered by the Covid-19 pandemic is causing a lot of pain eVerywhere around the world. Hope the second wave in New Zealand will subside soon. Glad to hear that you are having a ball with you grandson. It’s such a joy looking at our grandkid/s. My grandson is now a precocious and curious child of 2-and-a-half now. Anyhow, do keep safe and live one day at a time well. All my best wishes to you David and all your loved ones far and near. Leon

Robert Pettit

Date: 7/16/2020 5:13:00 PM

Short, but very sweet in descriptiveness.

Leon Enriquez
Date: 8/28/2020 6:23:00 PM

Dear Robert: Thank you for your kind words my friend. I’ve been away from PoetrySoup since early April 2020. Taking a long break. I will be back soon. How about you? Have not seen your post for some time now. Trust you are doing and living well. All the best then, Leon.