she dearly loves this country
of fat fluffy clouds
the way strangers smile at her
in reduced by Covid crowds

she worships the sunrises
sippin’ coffee in her garden
thankful she lives in a country
where her tender heart won’t harden

‘n every day at sunset
she raises her glass of wine
to her family, to her friends
grateful for the ties that bind

the world may be in chaos
but there’s one man at her side
facing the chaos with her
holding her hand, matching her stride

copyright © 2020 KPM

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