2020 – A Pandemic Birthday


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This year marks a quarter century of my existence,

A year that demanded some level of consistence,

A year filled with some half hearted persistence,

A year requiring a lot of social distance.

A year where a lot of mistakes were made,

A year where lot of karmic dues were paid,

A year where mostly indoors we stayed,

A year that lead to some hairs grayed.

A year where the planet took a bender,

A year that the history books will remember,

A year that exposed humanity so tender,

A year that needed us all to surrender.

A year that forced us to change our way,

A year where to the screens we said hey,

A year that led a lot of people astray,

A year where I learnt to make a soufflé’.

A year that feels like a never ending slope,

A year where things have been too hard…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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