The Change

We are now plastic wrapped
With hand sanitiser and masks at that
The handshake has been lost
Bumping elbows has been the cost

And conversation between your driver and you
When catching an Uber is not the thing to do
If unlucky enough to be near Covid 19
Then for 14 days you will not be seen

But buck up the end may be near
The virus is retreating and it may be clear.

© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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