Apr 30
poem 0 comments challenge: Raft


I was bored of these times, 
where no one is laughing,
no one's talking,
streets are no longer busy.
So what I did was build a raft
back into the old world,
that we all knew so well,
people within 6 feet, 
people serving food, too.
people were hugging,
people were high-fiving,
people were talking,
school was open,
kids were complaining,
It all felt so good,


in my raft,
watching them,
how I miss those times,
where we actually could have fun.
I woke up, 
in my bed,
it was only a dream,
but how I wish it wasn't.