Monday, April 6, 2020

The Usual


The Yellow daffodils are pushing their way out of the firm soil just as they used to.
The white blossoms surround the branches on my sidewalk tree just as they used to.
The small birds are on my lawn digging for worms just as they used to.
The pink magnolia blossoms are dancing on the neighbor’s tree just as they used to. 
The bushy tailed squirrels are chasing each other up and down and all around just as they used to.
The fluffy white clouds are painted against the blue sky just as they used to.
So what is wrong?
Everything is wrong!!
We are locked inside!
Ben needs medical help!
Carl needs to get on a toxic airplane to get back to his family!
Everything is wrong!
It will take a long time to get it right!
Maybe these are the good times because no one in our family has been stricken with the virus.
The sun is shining making strong shadows on our lawn just as it used to.
The wind is tossing the few remaining dried leaves just as it used to.
The birds are singing their spring songs just as they used to.
But where are the little children from the Stepping Stone preschool who came by each day on their neighborhood walk?
Ben would always give each one a fresh flower pulled from his garden, and then a high five.
No school!
No children!
Not the usual!

Ethyl H.
April 2020

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