by Nancy Klein
January 26, 2021
The awful, horrible, terrible time
—Dedicated to children all around the world
It was an awful, horrible, terrible time when we couldn’t say, “Let’s play!”
When we had to stay home, all alone, with no one to talk to.
How can a tiny bug keep us all away from fun, away from sun, day after day?
Mommy is crabby all the time, Daddy too. When will this end? When will it be through?
I don’t have anything fun to do!
School is on a computer. How silly can that be? My teacher is on a screen, being mean,
Yelling at Jose to mute himself as he screams at his dog eating fritos off the floor.
My older brother swears a lot. My little sister cries a lot.
How long will we have to live like this, I wonder?
When will this awful, horrible, terrible time be done?
No one seems happy anymore.
March 20, 2021
The Dark Hole of the Pandemic
Dear source of all,
Help us cope. We have fallen into a deep and dark hole.
Over one year since the pandemic began, it continues to grind on, crushing souls along the way.
We are masked up at a virtual costume ball, where dancing isn’t allowed, smiles can’t be seen and no one is permitted to leave.
Covid has snatched family members and friends. Some died, alone and in hospitals, leaving us shattered and lonesome.
Feelings of sadness and loss, isolation and pain, seldom abate.
Nowhere to go, nothing special to do. Waiting for the vaccine so we can live again.
Waiting for immunization. Then we can see family. Then we can hug and kiss. Then we can be joyful again.