Faded rainbows in the windows. Colourful inky drips dribble down the doors, 'thank yous' washed away with rain, float silently down the drain, paper rainbows scattered on the floor, streets that are quiet, reminiscing cheers, claps and joyous screams, tokens of appreciation trapped in sound bubbles, drift up into the atmosphere causing no troubles, sliding out of our consciousness and away from our dreams. But we must not forget. we must not allow the rainbows to fade in our hearts, we must continue to thank our brilliant NHS, and the fire service, supermarket cashiers, carers, the taxi drivers offering up their cars, to take key workers to their destinations when they had no other form of transportation. The rainbows can not fade, It is our duty as a nation to ensure they do not fade and although we no longer clap on Thursday evening to show our gratitude, we can still stand up for our national health service, we can still thank our key workers, we can be proud, upstanding citizens with caring attitudes, measuring our thanks in the length of platitudes. After all, we need these vital services, they're essential to our wellbeing and health, imagine only having them if you were imbued with a particular rank of wealth, we can't afford to lose them, can't afford to distract ourselves with social media or reality TV when reality is staring us in the face and not looking too pretty, no watching Love Island when this island that we live on is in desperate need of some love itself. It's important to not forget, it's a difficult time- we're all doing our best, but no matter what we must not forget, we must not let, the faded rainbows on our windows and our doors be laid to rest.
An Original Poem By Frances Hudson
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