In a town in the city

That was covered with folks,

Lived many many families

Some serious – some made jokes.

Each day they rose in rain or shine,

They moved through the motions

Whether things were terrible or fine.

They smiled at the Just,

And debated the Wrong,

And sometimes said what they felt they must.

They left their homes at half past seven

With phones in their purse

And thoughts in the heavens.

THE PROBLEM CAME CORONA TIME.

They were not afraid of dogs,

They loved birds, and cats and bugs,

To the troller on Facebook,

They simply shouted – “Shnook, shnook, shnook!”

But nobody would surmise,

That Coronavirus would be so wise.

In the middle of one winter bluff,

Someone suddenly started to cough,

And the doctor was called in fright,

Because they knew something was not right.

All the families cried and cried

Their throats were red,

They sighed and sighed.

Soon after the doctors came,

They rushed out on T.V,

“This,” they said, “started as a Wuhan Virus!”

They said to stay home, situations were dire.

Many were sick or short of breath.

Others felt so close to death.

No one felt safe in the storm,

Who knew when they’d ever be warm?

In an ambulance with a red light

They were taken in the night

To the hospital where they were given IV,

Or oxygen so they can breathe safely.

Nurses, doctors cared so much

But no one could come close – or even touch,

They’d care for them, then back off like strangers,

Because the nurses had to keep themselves out of danger.

Still, they cured many patients in the end,

And many got better, and to their homes they were sent.

The patients were able to gain their strength.

They felt so much better, and stood up straight, not bent.

Every day, some people talk,

Some are grateful, others balk,

In the middle of the night,

People worry about all the disasters

The Covid Critique goes faster and faster

So much anxiety, and it’s hard to praise.

Yet, in the middle of the night,

When Covid hits, we feel fright,

When we cry and feeling troubled,

Will we ever come out of this bubble?

Remember that we all are doing our best

The doctors, nurses, all of us – it’s a test

Show gratitude for all the good

And as for worry, no use to brood

Things will be better, we pray that it may

Get used to “new normal” – that is the way,

That’s the end of the story, that we tell

Now let’s thank our G-d for those who are well.

(image credit from inside “Madeline” by Ludwig Bemelman)

Copyright 2020, Miriam Hendeles, Bubbyjoysandoys