I will miss the morning walks
but not the flies at lunchtime
I will miss the isolation
but not being a recluse
I will miss the bio-organics
but not driving Kms to get them
I will miss the rolling pastures
but not the intensive farming
I will miss the scent of blossom
but not the stench of piggeries
I will miss the hens going to their coop
but not our own self imposed curfews
I will miss the lack cars on the road
but not of stern faced Gallic drivers
I will miss the country
but not for L O N G
Nov 11, 2021
Nov 11, 2021 at 8:02 AM UTC
I will miss the morning walks
but not the flies at lunchtime
I will miss the isolation
but not being a recluse
I will miss the bio-organics
but not driving Kms to get them
I will miss the rolling pastures
but not the intensive farming
I will miss the scent of blossom
but not the stench of piggeries
I will miss the hens going to their coop
but not our own self imposed curfews
I will miss the lack cars on the road
but not of stern faced Gallic drivers
I will miss the country
but not for L O N G
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