When COVIS lockdown began, I started penning some silly little daily poems to my dear friend and unwitting muse, Owen. A beautiful social soul who lived alone.
But as we know, lockdown wasn’t just a week or two - in Australia it ended up being 167 days - so there ended up being 167 Owens; one for every day Owen was home. Below are a bunch.
Love you, old friend.
(All selfies are copyright Owen and not to be used, abused, fawned-over, or kissed without his express permission.)
