For Eoin

We didn’t candle-bless your birthday this month

And Mother’s Day has slipped-by unkissed and unhugged

And no-one’s buying Easter eggs. And when I see them there

Stocked and shelved in empty aisles I think of you-

Giant Dairy Milk panic-bought early, and often

At half price after the event. And you

Cracking eggs well into the summer

And this year you ask has Easter been cancelled?

And where are we on the graph?

And can we flatten out the curve?

And when will it peak?

And when can you come home?

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