When we get out of this

 

When we get out of this

I’m going to run and hug you all,

Sit and chat over a glass of wine,

Whisper confidences, hoot with laughter,

Gossip over how we were in lockdown.

 

When we get out of this,

I’ll come to hear your brass band play

Stand in the crowd and shout for Wales

Take countryside walks at the cusp of evening

And along your harbour wall.

 

When we get out of this

We’ll go shopping, visit Carmarthen market,

little Llandeilo woolshops,

Drink elbow to elbow in the Ginhaus

As we celebrate getting through.

 

When we get out of this, I dream

Of a grand adventure for us all,

A wild, sunny holiday, where Rhys

Can make us laugh with story telling

And we can wonder, safely, at the world.

LM Collis 11.03.2021