These Times
Someone meditated, someone prayed.
Count your blessings,share your blessings
In this uncertain times,
Mother's Day looked different this year
Weekends look boring this times
Our carefully crafted illusion
Of predictable security
An invisible enemy
Illuminated hidden lines
Si movement comes most often without motion
When this is over
We may never again take for granted
A handshake with a stranger
Full stores
Crowded night outs
The stadium roaring
So love at this times
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