Through the Glass
Lockdown Visions
Separated,
taken away,
through the window, I catch your searching eyes,
I try to wave,
Raindrops slide down
the glass,
and become our tears.
How can such a short distance
Place us so far apart,
We want to be there with you,
To be there,
as your minute's pass,
As the daylight fades to dark,
As starlight fills the night with mystery,
No more worries, no more washing up,
A child, a teenager, a mother,
Caregiver,
Separated,
Separated now,
by stone and glass
and a virus
Tears run down the window,
Our faces
pressed against
Glass.
(Dedicated to all separated from their loved ones in their final moments)
John Roberts
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