My legs are hairy,
My hair is grey,
Today feels much like yesterday,
All the days have blurred together,
And now we’re faced with crappy weather,
Zoffee (zoom coffees) catch ups are now a thing,
Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
So much change can leave us reeling,
I’ve been nowhere but I have that jet lagged feeling.
This new reality is very weird,
My husband has even grown a beard,
Nowhere to rush to,
No need to wear clothes,
Nerf wars, “hey google” and craft is how our days go.
From this time, we will be forever changed,
Nothing will ever be the same,
We will have learnt kindness and patience and our deep connection
All because of this viral infection,
We are caring for the old, the sick and the lonely,
By staying grounded and becoming all homely.
We are slowing down and asking what matters
Our view of what’s real is in tatters,
The chasing, the striving, the pushing, must rest,
As humanity rises and does its best
To heal the pain and grief we feel everywhere
We reach out, we love, we show we care.
So from my grey haired, hairy legged house to yours,
Can we just embrace this pause?
Feel it all but stay so very strong,
And remember the loving to which we all belong.