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Normal is tied to Mum’s apron strings
Until school days beckon
Normal is graduation robes and things
Until upon pay cheques you reckon
Normal is a life of wedding rings
Until that loved one passes on
Normal is but what the moment brings
What more can we ever count on?
Padre
Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: What does a return to “normal” look like for you?
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