Anticipating Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Anticipating

I had been long waiting
For the year to fold into itself
January and its followers morphing into December
When you would fly to me for a time to remember

Having rehearsed what to do to you
From the moment you checked out of the airport
To the time i lay you down softly softly cuddling
News came
Of omicron
Omnipresent.

And that, if you came
You would be quarantined at a farm
For two weeks
I ll be waiting
I ll be fretting
Anticipating

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