(Dedicated to my friends who are sick with this deadly virus)

You may not sense the taste of food we bring for you

Feel its warmth for what we feel for you in our hearts

 

You may not smell the aroma of what we make for you

Listen to the odorless air shout that we are missing you

 

You may feel weak to laugh on the jokes we make of you

The humor is waiting until we can  laugh together with you

 

You may feel lonely & anxious fighting the enemy in you

Though not in person we will be always there for you

 

You may feel sad why not anybody else but you

Well none are stronger and special than you

 

You feel tired and exhausted and not the same you

This moment will pass too leaving just the beautiful you.