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Out Goes the Bad Air
(pandemic time)
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I hope you have
A really good day
Sometimes
That’s all I got
A wish
Though it’s in earnest
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You’re dealing with disease
So am I
You wish for easy company
If only for a while
For now, you find some time
Something to drink,
A chair that faces outside
Where nothing but
Normal motion
Might be happening
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There might be other
Problems, too
Of course, there are
They’re not even on hold
But lurking
Or complaining rather loudly
To the soul
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Sip the coffee
Taste the wine
It’s not a sacrament
Though nature has
Its ways
To get inside
Like faith
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C L Couch
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Photo by Daniele Levis Pelusi on Unsplash
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clcouch123 
August 16, 2020 at 10:25 am
the heaviness all lifted with your final word. also, brother, sometimes a wish is the best gift for a lonesome heart. stay blessed!
August 16, 2020 at 2:59 pm
I hope you’re not feeling ill. As you say, the rest doesn’t just go away because there is another more pressing worry. draw your chair into the sun, read a book, have a drink, and try to put life outside on hold.