April 3, 2020
After this is over, I will never take for granted
The smiles, the laugh, the warmth, the love, the joy
of being with those I love….the fierce ocean of a hug.
I miss walking; I’ll get it back; looking forward
Hugging, holding, enfolding. Feeling the safety
and comfort of making others feel safe and comforted.
After this is over, I will never take for granted going unmasked to the grocery store.
Freedom, safety, security I was feeling tough not enough
appreciating! Wonder if wearing masks will become chic?
I miss walking in McLaren park with my husband
Laughter with family and friends, over food & drinks.
I’m wanting friends at my feast with plenty of red wine.
After this is over, I will never take for granted the healing power of a hug.
Singing, dancing, reading, playing with my precious little Natalie
Ramble, amble, straggle, stray, meander, maunder, wander.
I miss concerts, the crowd, dancing to the music in my ears echoing
by Frances Borello, Natalie Champion, Rick Champion, Magdalena Nunez, Burcu Misirli Chatham, Frances J. Vasquez, Barbara Berg, Kris Lovekin, Douglas McCulloh, Janine Pourroy Gamblin, Juanita E. Mantz, Nan Friedley, Gudelia Vaden, Tom Vaden, Julianna Cruz
Original prompt: What do you miss most about your life before the crisis? How do you envision your life after the crisis? What will (or will not) have changed? Write one line of poetry, about ten words or so long, give or take.