Masked Smile

My Window

Masked Smile

Baffled I stood there,
outside the big surgery
that dispensed Vaccine to the chosen;
A smoothly running conveyor belt.

Each one stood on colourful circles
two meters apart.
One circle line running in
One running out.

Behind a desk a friendly lady sat,
she asked my name and how I was,
I realized our voices can smile too.

Whilst behind our masks we smile
Hoping our eyes will convey,
care and togetherness.
Shared fear and hope.

© miriam ivarson

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