We had to be quarantined because my mom had COVID, and she was isolated. That basically means she can't come out of her room without a mask, I have to stay six feet away from my own mom. I can't even say goodnight, I have to do it from behind a closed door. I can't hug her, I barely see my own mom. It took a toll on me emotionally, and I'll admit I cried that first day, realizing what I had to do for the next two weeks. This poem is for mom.
When you're behind a closed door,
When I can't see your face,
When you no longer dance on the floor,
When you leave this place,
I feel that I've lost you.
The love we shared
Seems so far away,
It's like you never cared,
I can't feel your hand in mine,
I can't say 'I love you' to your face.
It's always behind a closed door,
When you can't hug me and I can't see you
The separation take its toll.
The sickness separates me from you,
And I don't know what to do...
I pray and pray
To see you soon,
And day by day
As I gaze at the moon,
I think of you,
How you aren't here with me,
How you can't see my smile,
And hope that God hears my silent plea,
To make you well again.
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Pandemic Poetry
RandomThis is where I will be posting poems that I've written about the Pandemic and poems that I've written during the pandemic. They're not professional by any means, they're just thoughts and feelings that I wish to share. Hope you guys enjoy!
