Writers’ Group: The Joys of Silence by Keith McClellan

We sit in a sunlit garden with a glass of lightly cooled beer

There is no sound from the motorway the background noise all year

A romantic chirrup of birdsong. A noise we are happy to hear.

The bark of an excited dog will carry on I fear,

But no, he’s quiet now, silence is once more here,

Tranquillity and calmness, brought on by isolation

Affecting every person through the whole nation

For us it is a blessing, for some it is frustration

Some suffer loved ones loss, or financial devastation

But we through age and setting enjoy our quiet location