Quarantine

Quarantine

Is a lonely place to grieve

The final sight

In the sirens

Of her life

Speeding

Down our road

and

Through our town's

silent streets

I was not

expecting this.

And now

her last words

are

Parked in our driveway.

Without a soul

To see or hear her.

She's waiting

for me

Although, she left

Weeks ago.

Please,

Stay at home.


By Anna - Grace Du Noyer


#grief

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