No, nothing extraordinary filled my day's list, It was as usual, since March fifteen. Consecutive days, brought a disheartening dismay. Yesterday, a gem was lost, A star departed the orb, As the hour's hand rolled, The aura is dreadful, Life seems uncertain. Can't this year be a nightmare, Which gets shattered, when woken up, all of a sudden? A prime number. Day 37. How was your day? Write your #lockdowndiary for #day37lockdown #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
