*

I knew the hardest

was not being locked in

but the coming out

the count of the missing

ones their blinders

down as you take your

long missed stroll
.

that time has not arrived yet
.

but the count has

started once you get time

at hand the socials

platforms open up some

profiles have black

some tears and weeping

so far is two at day
.

way too high the number

of my friends who are no more

we are still on lock down
.

April is the cruelest month

I dare to strongly hope

.

.