Numbers

Written during the coronavirus pandemic in April 2020. When we see the numbers rising, we can forget that each one is loved. 

Just a few of the NHS workers who died as a result of the virus

Numbers

Every number is a face
that will not feel the morning sun

Every number is a breath
that will not catch a favourite scent

Every number is a heart
that beat out time and loved and cared

Every number is one more
that grows the graph we see each day

Every number is a man,
a woman, child who once was loved

with face, with heart, with skin and brain
that will not share their love again.


Tim Fellows 2020