WEN: E294D6
Exhibitor Name: Christina Nystrom Division: Poetry
Class: 01 Shelter in Plac
SIP By Christina Nystrom Mantha
I know this can’t go on forever, I know that one day it will end.
Not being with people has been quite an endeavor, I’ve gotten so used to hugs from friends I depend. I spend my days helping my kids with their work, And cooking and cleaning and keeping them busy. Not running with friends is making them go berserk, And the lack of activity causes them to get in a tizzy. My jobs were teaching people and being in person, Because of this virus I can’t do my job. I worry that isolation will cause our society to worsen, I worry that people skills are what this virus will rob. I miss being able to walk at the park without feeling strife, I miss going to the mall for fun without feeling danger. I miss giving my grandmother a big hug, I miss seeing teams playing softball and soccer and track, I miss taking my kids and their friends to the hot tub, I know that this is time that we will never get back. What do I miss most about my old life? I miss giving a smile to a stranger,
I’ve stayed healthy, I know that is fortunate for me, And I know this is just a bump in our road. But I do hope soon we can be with friends and family, and feel a little more free, And get back to life, albeit a little more slowed.
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