We have reached the end of the second week of covid and are nowhere near as recovered as we thought. We seem to get new symptoms every day, so trying not to feel miserable is almost impossible.
We both tested clear this morning, so that was such good news!
I have been trying to keep the grumpy demons at bay by thinking about a new case for David Snow. I can always rely on him to cheer me up.
Anita is struggling too, but fortunately, she finds solace in her poetry. Today’s wonderful acrostic poem seems to sum up how we are both feeling at the moment…
Loud Drumming
Out across the universe, voices whisper No man is safe from his imagination Over time, whispers become words, become deeds Mirrored in black, the world grows dark After stating their claim, the web grows stronger Token friendships, leaving the world a colder place Out among the shadows, suspicion grows People follow their master, like sheep they tremble Opinion has taken over from truth Evening shadows follow the loud drumming Inside each mind, suspicion grows wider Affection, along with the spoken word has died… ©AnitaDawes2022
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
Great poem. And glad to hear you gals are on the mend. ❤
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It will be a while before we feel normal again, but so glad to be on the other side of that beast, Debby…
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🙂
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Time is the healer.
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and we are very grateful to have the time, John…
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((hugs))
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I understand it’s pretty miserable, from everyone I know who’s had it – keep trying not to get it again. Gentle hugs.
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We definitely don’t want to get it again, Alicia…
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I’m so relieved you’re both clear! Here’s hoping those pesky symptoms disappear soon. Fantastic poem, Anita. I especially love: ‘whispers become words become deeds’. Sending love and hugs to you both 💕🙂
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Thank you for your lovely comments about Anita’s poem, Harmony. You have made her day!
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💖🤗💖
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Congratulations on staying free from the virus. A beautiful timely poem! Have a good weekend arriving! Best wishes, Michael
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