Forty Eight Days and Counting

Forty eight days and counting
Will this ever end?
15 days are mounting
Since I’ve seen a friend

I love my family dearly
But not so much the chores
But I miss the world severely 
Even going to the stores

The birds sit taunting in the open air 
While I sit on my warm computer
From my window I can only stare
At the wide eyed downy hooter 

So instead of doing homework
I turn everything into rhymes
I guess that’s just a perk 
Of these unprecedented times

 

MargaretE.

VT

YWP Alumni

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    And I will not be offended
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