How long will we be stuck in here together?
Another month? Or two, or maybe more?
The length of this confinement we must weather
Is indeterminate. We know it’s for
The best, but the uncertainty is tough.
It’s lovely now, but will it always be?
When will we find that we have had enough
Of being with each other constantly?
It hasn’t happened yet. Facebook is full
Of people saying that they’re going mad
And swearing that they’re going to have to kill
Their partner. But this doesn’t seem too bad.
These times are scary, but this much is true:
I love being in quarantine with you.
Tom Juniper Poetry 