Tuesday poem - Tier Four Christmas

Have you heard the news?
We've all got Christmas blues
Locked down in tier four
No-one knocking on your door
Can't see any family or friends
All spoilt perhaps but it depends
Let's look at it again shall we
Home is where we can just be
No driving, no family drama
No traffic, no Christmas Llama's
(It's a thing, I promise you
As are toy dogs that poo)
Wear a Christmas jumper or not
Walk round in your pants if hot
Eat mince pies for breakfast with cream
Or lie in and have wonderful dreams
Open your presents or keep them for later
Rustle up dinner your way, with taters!
Watch silly old movies, listen to tunes
Gather round the phone for a family zoom
Toast yourself and those who are nearest
Say I Love You to your very dearest
Yes it's different, yes it's odd
Yes you might be on your todd
But you are still you and I'm still me
One day we will have that cup of tea
I'd rather you were safe and keeping well
Then risking health in covid hell
Imagine the chats and the laughter
That we'll have when we're in the after
Tier 4 won't last forever I promise
And I'm never wrong, honest
Sending you all my festive cheer
Wishing you well into next year

Claire Buss is a multi-genre author and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find out more about her books on her website clairebuss.co.uk. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop.