The Tourist Families
Watched the tourist families
As they strolled and shopped and sipped.
Without their masks, you might have thought
That Covid had been whipped.
They skated on the ice and bought
Hot chocolate and raclettes.
If germs were floating in the air
They didn’t feel their threats.
Yet all of my anxiety
Of Omicron infection,
Despite my jabs and distancing
And masks for my protection
Was not apparent, outwardly,
On anyone I saw.
I wish, like them, I could command
My worry to withdraw.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2021
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