Author: maiamom

Doomscrolling

I’m about to stop Doomscrolling.

All bad news is getting me down.

There’s never anything hopeful.

My face is a constant frown.

“Never let your guard down!”

“Never rest and don’t relax!”

“Never think that you are home free…

that there’s nothing at your backs!”

“Never think that there’ll be good times!”

“Never think that you’re ahead!”

“Never think that times are better!’

“It’s not safe to leave your bed!”

So I have to stop Doomscrolling

‘fore I lose my sanity.

I’m about to let it all go by….

saying, “What will be, will be.”

Captive of the Virus

I’m a captive of the Virus.

I’m confined to house and home.

I stay close to my front doorstep

and my feet no longer roam.

Lunch and coffee with my friends

are just a distant memory.

And there is no change a’ coming

for as far as I can see.

But I’m busy every minute.

I am always working hard.

There’s no end to boring housework.

There’s always work out in the yard.