And looks like loneliness
will last until December.
A community crisis
Because of a virus
Limit large loving families to
We used to worry about things like roads and the weather.
But we know we’re still loved
because our families cannot come and see us.
They worry about their affections
will lead to COVID infections
Because we are old and so
we face inevitable isolation.
Once the turkey and the trimmings
gone, no generational photo can be taken.
But our minds will remember other times (unless we’re wrong)
What visions will last –
From all of us every year one more year
Bigger and bolder new big and great-great babies
Dressed in our best, smiles all around
Warm and loving expressions abound
Thank god for our memories of times gone by
They give us hope for the future
as we try
Focus on gratitude for love, faith, family and friends
And thank our Lord for all of our endless blessings.
May God bless the victims of sickness and death,
Their families and friends who missed every last breath
Caring health workers and caregivers
Keep them nice and strong so that they don’t wobble or fall.
This Thanksgiving is Appreciation Time
Of all that is good in our big
This too will pass, and we will
With faith, hope and love kept alive.
The Post Bulletin publishes poems by local and regional writers every Monday. Send poems to Meredith Williams at [email protected]