My Covid Blues
By; Fee
As I sit here amidst memories surrounding me
The little souvenirs, photos, and memories
I wonder how everything got so intangible
A hurricane crashing through a forest of trees
From hugging my children and grandchildren
I am told don’t touch and they pull away
From sweet Poppy kisses and sitting on my lap
I’m told sorry, but you no longer the way
Of course, I know the reasoning and abide
As I sit to watch hours, days, months roll by
Hopes made, hopes dashed, dreams delayed
Get angry want to strike out, get sad want to cry
Cancelled, postponed the things that matter
Memories and moments that will never be made
I tell myself there is a reason, in the master plan
Covid was no accident, it was a price we paid
Now I’ll close my eyes, once more, here alone
Don’t want to watch the news, or Facebook update
Feel like a wounded animal, let me lick my wounds
…perhaps it’s time for me to hibernate…
another great poem, thanks
Steve
Keep hope alive. Never give up. One day all this pandemic will end.
Sandie
Regis. 🍁
But hopefully the end is in sight...The good thing is hopefully
It’s made people realise just what is important in life...and to be grateful
for even the small things we daily took for granted...once you have had both vaccinations Things will start to get back to normal for you and your family...
I find my moods very up and down at the moment...you too I sense...
I do understand however that we feel time is precious as we get older, and we
feel cheated in this last year...
I hope you feel much better soon..
Sending happy thoughts...
Keep safe...
Diana...
I have no children or grandchildren, so it's difficult for me to have the kind of need that you have to be able to touch your grandchildren in a loving way that makes both. I remember having all four of my grandparents and even two of my great-grandparents. But I don't recall sitting on their laps or any close contact for probably occurred before my memory kicked of it.
The difficulty of traveling with my disability and my long years of living alone have made close contact with my family not necessary for my well-being. The last time I hired two people to allow me to drive 1200 miles to see my mother and many others in September 2011, when I left she cried out, tearfully, " I'll never see you again!"
Although I tried several times and drove up until 2017, I was never able to go back to see her again. My family was technically challenged when it came to using FaceTime or Skype, but she was able to call me (her choice) up until they changed her phone and she could no longer call out to anyone. She died last year in February at 95. I was unable to attend the memorial service, although all other family members did.
Don't hibernate. You have a future ahead with their grandchildren. Get vaccinated and enjoy.
Ron