When This Is All Over
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When this is all over, there’ll be singing in the church
And each from one another, we’ll no longer feel to lurch
There’ll be dining in the restaurants and laughter in the pubs
And we’ll cease to see the need each week to clap for those in scrubs
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When this is all over, there’ll be a smile upon my face
And folk may begin once more to act with charm and grace
No mask required on bus or train, no fearful looks from strangers
Free at last from stress and strain, afraid of hidden dangers
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When this is all over, I’ll dine out every night
And relish every moment, each and every bite
The wine will flow, the laughter doubtless ring
And if I have enough to drink, I may even start to sing !
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When this is all over, I might go on holiday
A few nights in a hotel would be such a joy to stay
A cafe lunch, a fine museum, oh the things we took for granted
Before this dreadful lurgi, in all our minds was planted
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When this is all over, I think I’ll dance for joy
For the solace of the lockdown has long since begun to cloy
These groundhog days are tiresome, it’s a stale and phony peace
One day soon it must surely, and forever CEASE !
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– Basil Valentine
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