Where Have All the Face Masks Gone?
Blood Lines Poem 22
He went to the supermarket today
To get some bananas and a beer
He donned his face mask as normal
Just like every day this year
He stepped inside the shop, and,
To his surprise he found
Not a single other person was wearing one.
He was the only one around
Not a shopper, not a member of staff
Not even a dog - for a laugh
The only one who cared to wear
A face mask was my husband.
This is a true poem written just after it was no longer compulsory to wear face masks in Scotland. As someone who is immune-suppressed (as are many who have blood cancer) I continue to take precautions such as meeting people outside, small groups, keeping my social distance and so on. It is a permanent way of life.
Flynne’s Barn is a place where young people living with cancer can come together and find connection in beautiful surroundings and provides a range of immersive outdoor and creative experiences. I am sharing one poem per day during September 2022 to raise money for this charity. To DONATE, visit my GO FUND ME page. Many thanks.
Blood Cancer Alliance is an association of 15 different UK blood cancer charities working together to tackle issues faced by patients, and improve their experience and outcomes.
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