Hello my dear readers, how are you? I hope you are well. Here all is the same. I am just a little annoyed: Apparently, I signed for a parcel that never arrived here. The DHL track and trace (no virus involved here LOL) app told me I signed for it. Now I need to figure out where it is. But never mind.
Here is a short haiku-like poem in which I tried to find words for the huge changes our societies go through. It’s daunting, don’t you think?
It doesn’t feel adequate but this huge shift is a topic I will explore in further poems. What about you? Do you have a topic you are exploring creatively?
Please stay safe, stay kind and remember you rock!
I hope you find your package! I hate when that happens. It’s so stressful.
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Thanks. My husband found it at the front door. I think I need stronger glasses ๐๐
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The parcel is a mystery but I like the Haiku ๐๐
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Thanks very much ๐ turns out I need stronger glasses ๐ my husband found it at the front door ๐
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Lol ๐๐๐๐
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Should of gone to Specsavers ๐ค
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๐๐คฃ๐ indeed ๐โโ๏ธ
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The haiku expresses the mystery of it all.
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Thanks ๐
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