An Old Man’s Rant

By: Fee

Cruelty exists in the hands of time, and in the hands of Covid

The world as we knew it, slowed down by an invisible force

Robbing hearts and minds of precious days, months and years

Depriving us of well-earned and deserved golden-year moments

Times we should have being with our children and grandchildren

Hugs and kisses wished for, now forbidden in a new world order

We still try to fool and give ourselves false hope and promises

Painted smiles that this whole thing is only for a little while

That if we wait, things will be better when summer comes

Masked, we watch and wait and with each missed opportunity

Our hearts, minds and souls grow wearier and die a little each day

For us seniors, our diaries are rapidly playing out page by page

Reality is our years of love and laughter, grow fewer and fewer

And although we thank God for all the blessings we have

We still must face the dark clouds and struggle to keep from sinking

into the despair of missing all we once truly treasured…