A Week Ago

A week ago, I rode the train
And saw a show; did not refrain
From eating out and seeing friends,
The things on which my life depends.

I’d planned a trip, was set to go,
Not knowing all that I now know.
I shopped in stores and waited for
My quilting class, which I adore.

A week ago I volunteered
But school group tours have disappeared.
So much has happened, oh, so fast.
How long, I wonder, will it last?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Rigoler Avatar
March 15, 2020 at 5:06 PM
I try my best to avoid mingling with large crowds – except when shopping at market. I see few people putting into practice those things experts warn us not to do – kissing friends, shaping hands, etc. A few restaurants have closed, but the pizza joints and coffee shops are packed as usual. / M
Leffanta Avatar
March 14, 2020 at 1:04 PM
Psychic Dixon (?) predicted the virus would strike in 2020 and "vanish quickly" so let us hope Part II is also accurate! Aloha! Rico
Watt Avatar
March 14, 2020 at 3:06 AM
We're all so up in the air. Schools were canceled today for 3 weeks - minimum! What are working parents supposed to do? These are unprecedented, scary times for people. Thank you, Ilene, for putting words to the uncertainty.
Roper Avatar
March 13, 2020 at 10:16 PM
it is a shame, Ilene, how thing are going on.
Canerdy Avatar
March 13, 2020 at 7:08 PM
My sentiments exactly. Very challenging times, Ilene. Well said. Janice
Cunningham Avatar
March 13, 2020 at 4:11 PM
Frightening thought Ilene, in such a short space of time man has met his match. The only way to beat it is everyone shares knowledge, I'm dreaming though, that won't happen. Tom
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