Once where we walked liked a strut In a life of habitual rut. Friendly chit chats cut Companions absence weakens my guts I'm locked in my humble hut Like a shelled nut. Now that cafes are shut and social distancing is the norm, let's not meet. Let's do what lovers in the previous generations experienced in social distancing for love did: write each other letters. #cafesareshut #musingtime #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
