Hello my friends, Hello…
I recall a song or two beginning in
Such a sweet way. Now National
Poetry Month is nearing end, Hello!
If you don’t recognize me, I understand.
It’s been so long. Way too much time
Between our last hello.
Water, splashed, splayed and rose under
many bridges since I was here. Clocks
swung forward, reversed themselves, and then rightly
Yet here I am, same as you, wondering
what the hell’s heck’s going on with health care
and the economy.
When. Do. We. Stop. Worrying.
For what we’ve lifted into our lungs
may be deadly.
How some behave and others
Turn their attention
To toilet paper and frozen chicken gone
From the store because no one
Can have just one package. Ten stand
In storage in case they need
More. Always more.
To you, my friends I wish
A hello and a sincere thank you for
Visiting on somber times, more pleasant
Ones peek through that silver
Cloud. Although we’ve no
Glimpse of the cumulus, only
Nimbus skies ahead, we hope,
We know, it will arrive when
we need it the most.