Poetry in a Pandemic: Moving forward in quarantine
The closeness we felt
In home cooked meals
The adventures we explored
In undusted books
I donned my finest blouse
To feel alive on zoom
Our comfort was found
In our four walls
We listened and the world spoke
In little scrolling screens
I watched the leaves turn
From brown to green to brown again
And each day from my window
The world still spun
Andrea Tice lives in Mystic. She loves spending quality time in downtown Mystic exploring all the lovely stores and restaurants.
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