COVID-19
Dedicated to Sir Tom Moore Hero, Fundraiser, and English Gentleman. Behind bandanas, our faces hid like Butch Cassidy and the Sun Dance Kid, we took our chances on the underground but no other, commuters were there, to be found. We all like Boris we always did with his unruly hair like a boisterous kid, but he locked us down to no surprise with just one hour's outside exercise. This silent thing this Corona disease has brought the world to its very knees, this social distancing of six feet like a comic dance when strangers meet. We all use Skype, Zoom,and things for the togetherness that technology brings, but it's not the same as a warm embrace or a tender kiss upon your face. Now we ponder the financial cost and the tragedy of the lives that's lost, by this thing, you can't smell, see or touch that's changed our lives so very much. Then along comes Tom with his walking frame out of obscurity into worldwide fame, raised those millions was heard to say tomorrow will be a good day.
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James Gordon
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