Te deum

 Friday

It’s a Friday in April

The tide is a turning

Hope is a rising

No more despairing.  

Now gone are the doubts

We don’t even miss them

Confidence grows 

In everyone’s breast. 

The naysayers silenced

The pessimists banished

Before us extends

The bright promised land. 

People out walking

Their strides are more open

Their shoulders thrown back 

Embracing the sun. 

The last year a nightmare 

There is no denying 

Now looking forward we strive 

Very soon to arrive

At a land of white milk

And glorious honey

Promised by vaccines

Better than money. 

First Astra Zeneca jab 21/4/21