NaPoWriMo2020 and a Blipmeet

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And now the poem for today:


Easter in Time of Pandemic 2020


The Church Bells do not ring this Eastertide
as we, in isolation, listen
for the sounds of joy we used to hear.
The joy, the peace, the hope, the love.
Remember all that now.


And as we sit, the blossom white
fills our sight, the grass is growing strong,
the earth goes on its way
and we, despairing time on time
look around and weep.


And then we remember, the church bells, the joy.
Our God, Our Christ, The Spirit will make us one.