NOSTALGIA

We struggle to behave,

In a time so grave;

Love and kindness we crave…

A smile, a hug and a wish to sit all by ourselves in a cave,

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A cup of coffee, good company and an evening with people exuding warmth,

is what I think of while taking off the table cloth;

Sitting around like the sloth,

How much longer must we endure this wrath?

-AL