A year unparalleled in our lives

beyond all our imagining

I’ve sung daily and gardened

Read and cooked and zoomed

listened to vinyl and walked for miles

but I’ve also been depressed

and had days I did nothing but worry

nails bitten to the quick

we lost so much contact

Such a simple, small act

-a kiss on the cheek, a quick hug

it’s an alien concept now

my singing is gone since summer left

and the garden is a jungle gone to seed

as apathy grows with each passing week

back to work only makes it worse

as every day I wonder

will I catch it today?

Prompts from http://www.octpowrimo.com/?m=1