lovedly
lovedly
May 10, 2020

How much is too much

How much can we sleep
the day the night
it's sad news
takes the life of me

Sunday I normally sleep late
but a rare voice called out at me
wake up it's a holiday
the country can't sleep
6 a.m

Corona makes all weep
why now remember 1918
for that time's calamity
human beings in 100 years
did nothing

Memory is short lived

Come listen to me
enjoy today
for tomorrow we may
may not be
fly about like a honey bee
enjoy honey so sweet
let's call it May day
every body

Come sing with me

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read

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Comments

Geezer

Geezer

4 years 11 months ago

with you, just don't breathe on me. I'm not ready to take my chances with Covid-19 and my death. I'll wait for a while yet.
~ Geezer.
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Lavender

I am watching less and less news - too much IS too much. Staying in and safe, and definitely singing more!
Thank you!
L

lovedly

you Teddy are most welcome to sing
we both can to Niagara HAPPINESS bring
as we along the walk
laugh talk and sing
more folks will join in

like the PIED PIPER OF HAMLIN
WE will take all
up to the fall
then they themselves will decide
what to do

sing or cut off our wings
Virus no one can touch as such...
yet there is no vaccine