A poem by your quarantine barber with to much time on his hands...

Self isolation

The worlds taken another snow day

Unseen blizzard won't blow away

Not a snowman

Not a sleigh ride

Not a snowballs chance of a pint outside

Inside huddled by screens we stay

WhatsApp Keeping cabin fever at bay

Humour and temper quickly sway

Under feet kids want to play

What to do today

Same as yesterday

But

Tomorrow

'Tomorrow the sun will come out'

'TO-MORR-OOOW!'

You won't.