My Covid Nineteen New Year's Eve Wish

To be swept higher and higher On the breeze of a pink-salmon dawn Troubles and cares? Swishhh All gone! And what’s this? I’m neither young nor old I’m eternal and glowing Ecstatic and bold! There’s a poor, Huddled family with no food on the shelves But—Viola! Here’s your banquet. Now, don’t stuff yourselves! I see an old man in grief His life’s nearly done Presto-chango! You’re young, so go out and have fun! This New Year’s dream surely can’t last The time for childish whimsies has long ago passed. But—I’m still soaring with glee in a world so enchanted My Covid 19 New Year’s wish Has really been granted.