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Thinking Inside the Box
No packed arena or stadium.
No “Pomp and Circumstance” played.
No hard-won diploma awarded,
just smiling friends,
honking horns,
waving hands,
Passing in drive-by parade.
No walks down the aisle
in step with processional,
perhaps “Canon in D” on harp.
Father and daughter arm in arm,
cute little angels rose petals chunk
Instead the officiator
in the middle frame appears,
happy couple just below,
guests on the screen’s periphery arrayed
At the newly wedded
air-kisses they blow.
New born babies,
their candles burning bright.
And happy souls departed
who dwell in perfect light.
Oblivious both of need for celebration
But what of the new parents
who want to share
with family and friends,
elation for their new creation.
And they who grieve
a dear loved-ones passing.
Human touch they need,
to help them relieve
the weight of grief amassing.
Oh the beginnings and endings we miss
whilst dwelling in isolation
No “Pomp and Circumstance” played.
No hard-won diploma awarded,
just smiling friends,
honking horns,
waving hands,
Passing in drive-by parade.
No walks down the aisle
in step with processional,
perhaps “Canon in D” on harp.
Father and daughter arm in arm,
cute little angels rose petals chunk
Instead the officiator
in the middle frame appears,
happy couple just below,
guests on the screen’s periphery arrayed
At the newly wedded
air-kisses they blow.
New born babies,
their candles burning bright.
And happy souls departed
who dwell in perfect light.
Oblivious both of need for celebration
But what of the new parents
who want to share
with family and friends,
elation for their new creation.
And they who grieve
a dear loved-ones passing.
Human touch they need,
to help them relieve
the weight of grief amassing.
Oh the beginnings and endings we miss
whilst dwelling in isolation
Published 24th Apr 2020
| Edited 25th Apr 2020
Author's Note
My daughter was to have attended her college graduation today. Instead my clever companion staged a drive-by parade where dear friends drove by our home expressing well wishes to my daughter dressed in cap 'n' gown. That got me thinking of other seminal events in life that are being disrupted by this horrific virus.
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24th Apr 2020 12:44pm
"And they who grieve
a dear loved-ones passing.
Human touch they need,
to help them relieve
the weight of grief they're amassing.
Oh the beginnings and endings we miss
In midst of dwelling in isolation"
Truth!🙌👏 Love this piece!
a dear loved-ones passing.
Human touch they need,
to help them relieve
the weight of grief they're amassing.
Oh the beginnings and endings we miss
In midst of dwelling in isolation"
Truth!🙌👏 Love this piece!
25th Apr 2020 6:15am
Thank you so much, Hunter! I just made some tweaks to improve the flow. I am so glad you like the piece And that if in some way touched you. That is the highest praise for this post.
24th Apr 2020 3:59pm
This is so well constructed and hits so close to home... I was to officiate a wedding this summer of two of my dear friends in a packed garden. Instead, five of us will gather on that day and solidify the union intimately. And next summer, we will gather again and likely stage one of the biggest group hugs ever :). Congratulations to you and your daughter!.. that is such a beautiful journey and accomplishment. R.
25th Apr 2020 6:19am
This comment, "and likely stage one of the biggest group hugs ever" touched me deeply, to tears actually. There are so many suffering sould that need that hug... I'm in❣️❣️😘
25th Apr 2020 4:20pm
Speaking of group hugs, this might get you there! I believe moments like this will happen again...just not this coming summer :_(...: https://youtu.be/gSgzsiIsnRs
