The politicians squabble and the journalists work hard
I have spent my free time searching the museum of my heart
Here are all the people I still treasure from the past
I walk around, here daily to get my sustenance
I know we must go forward but will we turn to salt
If we look over our shoulders when the day is growing cold?
We don’t know where to go to a nd we don’t know when to rest
The museum of the heart, we can visit it at last
All of our defences totter as we see the Daily News
Suicide is tempting but that we must refuse
Ask for someone’s help, if you feel too much alarm
Then talk to a good friend and read the greatest psalms
Leonard Cohen suffered, but when questioned on TV
He said suicide’s bad manners and on this we can agree.
How my heart sings 
I agree also. Perhaps a bit of suffering is required, like the leavening in the loaf. Without it, we can’t rise.
Well,I think that is a good way of thinking about it.But I’d prefer less,my best wishes Brenda.We will be suffering here unable to visit anyone… weird
Katherine
I feel bad for the families who got separated by this. Mine is together, so I guess it makes it easier for me. A lot of college students got stranded.
Yes, so many bad things are comiing all at omce.I never thought I’d be unable to fo out
Yes, it all escalated so fast.
In the UK there was complacency which was utterly wrong,
This is all new territory for all of us. People are bound to make mistakes. Let’s hope we can learn from our mistakes and do better in future.
A sudden change throws us all of balance.But if we can’t go out we can communicate on the internet and maybe read some blogs we’ve not been keeping up with.I think it is possible to feel affection/concern for people here even if we can’t actually meet.That’s a good thing
Absolutely.