First Grade Pandemic
One thing I now know for sure,
a pandemic fuels power trips and paranoia.
Takes you back to first grade when everyone,
except your best friend, had cooties.
Playground bullies made all the rules,
their favorite game was keep away.
You better listen to them,
or you will rue the day.
You wore Halloween masks,
through suffocating sweat.
Take it off,
no candy you get.
Voices in the dark,
made you freeze in fear.
Hope for a brighter tomorrow
seemed drear.
You couldn't wait to go
outside and play.
Only hugs and kisses,
made hurt go away.
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Mon 14th Dec 2020 16:19
Thanks Ghazala. Someday it will all be a distant memory! ❤