The sadness of death assails my nostrils yet again The diary looks sad too We hold each other and speak of acceptance and moving on despite life's hard knocks Our physical movements may have been restricted due to lockdown, yet We must imbue mental strength and move on Isn't life all about moving on? I make peace with life and retire to bed I shut the diary and also my eyes hoping to sleep peacefully The darkness of the night wraps it's comforting arms around me Exhaustion takes over me as I drift off to a world that hopefully will emit only the perfume of life.. A prime number. Day 37. How was your day? Write your #lockdowndiary for #day37lockdown #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
