How true it is that we never appreciate what we have until it’s gone. So much we used to take for granted, no fears of greeting someone in the street, able to amble through shops without feeling rushed or panicked, free to travel, holidays, parties, nights out, even going to work and sending our kids to school.
Now things have to be planned, executed with thought and preparation, there is no room for spontaneity, impulsive behaviour or expressing affection.
How we wish for the idyll.
Ideal and perfect times
Dallying to browse
Yearning for what was:
Lazy days, sharing
Including socialising and company, now
Closed and off limits.