Poetry in a Pandemic: All together
The Town of Oakdale is where we reside
For years that have been many
A cozier town is there to be
Right now I can’t think of any
COVID has kept us to ourselves
From friends we are apart
We barely see a smiling face
Because we wear our masks, we’re smart
Hopefully soon the time will come
When we are free to mingle
To hug our friends and kiss our kin
And not stand in a line that’s single
We are getting close to the other side
How long we have all waited
To break that 6 ft. barrier
That so many of us have hated
We must have hope that the end is near
Of these tough times we’ve had to weather
Be kind, be safe, be grateful
Til we can celebrate all together
Mary Fontaine lives in Oakdale with her husband. She is a retired letter carrier from the Norwich post office, and before the pandemic, she was a member of the Connecticut Sun senior dance team.
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