Being Locked-Down (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

Being locked-down on my very own,
it's almost as bad as been left behind,
while where the death virus is, is unknown,
where I do struggle real answers to find.

This kind of thing split families apart,
do bring great longing to the human heart
while life is not what it used to be.
I do miss you my wife and you miss me

and always you are in my heart and mind.
I pray for you and our whole family,
that it will not of us, anyone find,
that God will constantly with each one be

but most of all I ask to protect you:
in where you go and whatever you do.
© Gert Strydom