Weekly Poetry Prompt 26/02/2022 - Perfect Day

I'm going to cheat here and add a poem I wrote quite a while back inspired by the serenity of being in lockdown/isolation. I think it captures what you're talking about a little bit, but if it doesn't, your prompt is actually inspiring me to write at least two more new poems! For the time being, I might leave this one here?

One on Isolation

One day while I was working from home, I looked out my window

And watched a sparrow dart into a tree

Like a tennis ball being thrown into a bush.

The little creature rustled in between the leaves

And I remembered how long it had been since I wished I could fly.

Another day in early September, I walked down the street on which I live,

Smelling fresh wattle in the air, which told me spring was approaching.

I looked up to the sky and could not spot even a wisp of a cloud,

The weather was preparing itself for a more eventful future on the horizon,

I recalled the same optimism I felt for new beginnings this time last year.

I was doing my laundry one late, cold Friday night,

Snapping the washing machine door open before I threw my stale clothes in.

The eerily familiar scent of laundry detergent with a touch of tobacco hit me

And I was teleported to my former lover's studio apartment.

I stuck my head in the machine, trying to remember what he felt like while wearing his newly tumble-dried t-shirt.

I enjoyed a lovely date with my darling friend Emel today.

We sat on the dry, green grass of Fitzroy's Edinburgh Gardens and had a picnic

A mezze of food, coffee and kombucha laid out in front of us.

The air was warm, so we celebrated the glory of spring in the outfits of summer,

I don't even think we spent one whole minute discussing what to do after lockdown.