The Country

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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