Minutes become
hours, hours become days,
Days become
weeks, weeks become a haze.
Two months
have passed closed indoors,
No museums to
visit, not even the stores.
The days are
long, the days are tedious,
No sign of a train, a plane or an open bus.
The airport’s
closed, and the ports too,
No chance of
even going to the zoo.
Like the
statue in the picture, the dog sits at my feet,
Not a person,
not a family, not a group to meet.
Lying back on
the sofa with many a dream,
Missing my fellow tour
guides, oh what a team!
The lack of
work gives me shivers,
How I miss
Bernini’s Four Rivers.
The Colosseum
is closed, also the Forum,
No visitors to
help us reach the quorum.
You won’t find
open any site of UNESCO,
Impossible an
audience with Pope Francesco.
The churches,
the fountains, and all around,
Without any
tourists, there is barely a sound.
But May has
arrived and with it good news,
Soon we will
have once more our views.
The lockdown
is not over, but it is less,
Now we go out,
we hope it is a success.
Two months
indoors, and lots of studying,
Ready for
people and the phone that will ring.
Where to go
first, write it down in a log,
Need some
ideas? Just read my blog!
Written by:
Robert Coghlan
Photo by:
Robert Coghlan
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