I can see people queuing outside the supermarkets,
standing 2m apart,
Food shelves were empty like classrooms, panic at the start.
Seeing family upon a screen,
Friends from school you haven't seen.
Listening to the sound of silence, as still as the night,
People all in their houses, holding each other tight.
Girls interested in cooking food,
Friends playing Ludo, lighting the mood.
The smell of fear from people not wanting to leave their homes,
Staying in their gardens, talking to their gnomes.
I may be feeling lonely like a house on a tall hill,
But I will stay inside forever to stop others from getting ill.