In March I was ready for Spring

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In March I was ready for Spring

In March I was ready for Spring,
By April the world was suffering,

I was stuck in my little house,
For weeks with my loving spouse.

Work continued through the gloom,
Online with a tool called Zoom.

Wife and son in the other room,
Teaching, learning and meetings of doom.

“You’re on mute!” “Click your mic!”
“Damn it! Shit!” “Sorry, I meant Shoot.”

In March I was ready for Spring,
By May, I finally found toilet paper.

June came and Spring was spent.
Life continues, pandemic bent.

July came and went,
I wonder how my Summer was spent.

In March I was ready for Spring,
By April the world was suffering.

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