Sleep is FreedomA Poem by Christine PetersWhen I go to sleep and dream., Everything seems normal: people of whom I have long lost come alive and I do not question it. Not until I wake up and all sense of reality slowly returns to me. It is surely a rude awakening. It is the very same with this pandemic virus.., In my dreams it does not exist., Yet when I awake, it all comes back to me: I have to isolate, keep social distancing, listen to latest news and worry more., Can't wait to go back to sleep again.
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2 Reviews Added on April 6, 2020 Last Updated on April 6, 2020 AuthorChristine PetersBournemouth, Dorset, United KingdomAboutI am a female 70 year old. I love to write about 'truth and humour'. Kind of observation comedy scripts. I am published with my writing and cartooning as well. I am English and reside in UK. more..Writing
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