Newmal

birdsong still wakes me up

at 4.30am,

the tang of early morning air

still tastes the same

as does breakfast

muesli, fruit and yoghurt,

it’s been a might warmer

lately, no bad thing

but not so unusual,

the children still phone

more often of late perhaps

we even did a video thing

that was nice,

delivery drivers seem busier

in and out of our cul-de-sac

like white honeybees

several times a day,

I cleared out the garage at last, 

and some old magazines from 2005,

and dish-washed the Lego

found under the spare bed,

there’s fresh bread smells too

at least twice a week

I could get used to that,

and the raised veg beds

have never looked better,

I’m loving this ‘newmal’

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© Graham Sherwood 06/2020