Spring 2020

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Up above the world I see
birds and deer and bumblebees.
I hear woodpeckers and cardinals too,
burbling creek of silvery blue.
This is like no other spring that I recall
since the Covid-19 virus holds us in it’s thrall.
We must stay at home and shelter in place
but if do go out mask and cover your face.
Remember to wash hands for
twenty seconds of time
Or what it takes to sing
Happy birthday two times.
What a strange spring
it’s turned out to be.
I wish Covid was gone
and we could be
free!

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