At the End of the Day

When the day is ended and it is time for bed, and I lay my head down, I sigh with tears; I am so, so grateful to still be healthy. when thousands have died in the world. I am doing everything I can to stay save, isolating inside, getting groceries delivered; medications delivered, wearing a mask, washing my hands over and over and over. I wonder how long this pandemic will last, and what kind of world will we have after; I find that I am changing to in my thinking, being an introvert has helped me to cope. I write a lot, draw and paint daily, ponder, find new recipes in cook books to try out; read a lot, watch movies, just rest and plan, because one day I will wake to a new world. ________________________ January 25, 2021 Poetry/Verse/At The End of the Day Copyright Protected, ID 01-1323-687-25 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France Written for the Premier contest, Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep, sponsor, Craig Cornish, Judged 01/01/2021