Corona got me chronicling,
After knocking me way down.
George Floyd had me crying
And all was not well with the world.
Post-COVID took its own toll,
Adding to a haunting sadness.
As twenty twenty draw nigh,
Ten long, long days to go,
Can’t wait to say goodbye.
To a year of gloom and doom.
But let me pause and take a moment
Must count the blessings too.
I kept my job and salary
Honed in on writing skill.
Saw family every week
And friends also on Zoom.
Cook more, spend less, save money
Read more, made vision board.
Made home my sanctuary.
Forced to spend more time in it.
Decorating for the season,
Not done in twenty years.
Looking forward to the new year
And all the goodness it will bring.
