April 1
Today was April Fool’s Day,
reminding me
of lighter times.
While listening to the news this morning,
I yearned for the traditional,
“Gotcha, April Fool.”
But all I heard,
reflected an unforeseen truth
from an unseen enemy.
No prank
or white lie could I detect,
from unsmiling faces.
The April Fool remained hidden
in pandemic’s shadow.
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