Months have now passed
Mask must be up
Hand sanitizer everywhere
But cases still rising
Parents are worried
Students are stressed
Workers still working
Karen's still yelling
Trump's playing golf
Biden is waiting
Thanksgiving is coming
And soon will be Christmas
This year everything's changed
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Midnight Poems
PoetryPoems I write at midnight that might make you think. I am no poet but this is how I vent my feelings out to this planet called Earth. Can read in any order *Warning a most will be Sad poems*
