Author: maiamom

The Virus continues its deadly pace.

Tens of thousands have lost the race.

Really, is it too much to ask

that EVERYONE just pull on a mask?

My furniture is battered.

The sofa’s getting worn.

The blanket binding’s splitting.

The carpets are forlorn.

The fixtures are so retro

stores don’t sell them anymore.

My hats and shoes and handbags should be

whisked right out the door.

But, if I rush around, and, in a frenzy, I replace

all the things I’m used to….

it just wouldn’t be my space!

My hair is growing long and limp.

I can’t see out my eyes.

Pretty soon I guess I’ll be

a Pirate in Disguise!

My cute Corona Mask will not stay hooked around my ears.

It flaps around, and hits the ground, and then it disappears.

And then the whole wide world can see my naked, unmasked face.

There I am … Unmasked! ….A Virus-Based Disgrace.

My new Year’s Resolution

is simply to survive.

I’ll really be quite focused:

Stay Home.  Stay Safe.  Stay Alive.

May moon beans drift across your bed,

bringing sweet dreams to your sleepy head.

May moon beams scatter at break of dawn,

leaving sweet dreams to linger on.