In India, the bodies burn
in flashing flames of fire.
The country staggers with the deaths
as the COVID pace grows higher.
In India, the bodies burn
in flashing flames of fire.
The country staggers with the deaths
as the COVID pace grows higher.
I’ve cleaned up my refrigerator.
I’ve mopped up the kitchen floor.
Then I tidied up the cat box.
I’m not doing any more!
The candle’s flame is steady.
Its light is clear and true.
The candle’s light is burning.
It shines its light for you.
Yesterday: 13,120 deaths counted
Now the virus spreads and grows–
–sends out its touch of death.
In all the reaches of the earth,
folks draw a final breath.
Ev’ry night when I’m heading for bed
I think of the things I could do instead.
I could go for a magic carpet ride.
I could go to Fort Knox and peek inside.
I could play in the garden with a Unicorn.
I could go to New Or’lans and blow my horn.
I could go to the Palace for tea with the Queen….
…and I’d tell all my friends where I had been!
But when it’s time to get into bed
I haven’t done any of the things I said.
So I go to sleep after prayers are read
and angels and sugar plums dance in my head.
There won’t be a “life after COVID”.
COVID’s not going away.
COVID’s our new reality.
COVID has moved in to stay.
Three million have died around the world –
its scope and reach surprising.
The vaccines scarcely check the spread –
the death rate’s high and rising.
Today I wish All Good to you.
I wish you joy and laughter.
I wish you health and wealth and friends
and happiness ever after.
Its progression is relentless
though the numbers rise and fall.
The Virus goal is certain:
it wants to kill us all.
With rainbows dancing through the sky….
with flowers kissed by a butterfly…
with the gentle touch of an April wind…
let your special day begin.