Edward Ebbs Poet Lyric

Pandemic Sorrows

Wrath of nature
reaching out
a pestilence
hunting for souls
gold in their hearts
silver in their hair
grandparents 
invaded
struggling to breathe
a lonely room
no family allowed
where is the love
taking a last breath
there is no embrace
there is no goodbye
there is no time
leaving memories
tomorrow starts
another day
one less candle

Edward J Ebbs - April 4, 2020

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Andrea Dietrich December 14, 2021 at 4:03 PM This is very very sad . You wrote it so well.

Jan Allison April 4, 2020 at 6:03 PM aww edward it must be absolutely heartbreaking not to be able to be with and say goodbye to those you love who are dying from this vile virus, got a huge lump in my throat reading your poem:-( hugs Jan xx Edward Ebbs April 4, 2020 at 10:20 PM Thanks, Jan, I am very rusty with what I write...I have been busy taking care of my mother-in-law in her later stages of Alzheimer's. I hope you are your family are well :)