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May 2020
Minimizing my personal visits
And confined to my home
The virus had sequestered my social life
And reduced my ability to roam

I’m allowed to go outside
But must stay six feet away
Keep out of the parks
No time or space to play.

Stay covered by face masks
Not allowed to shake hands
Please keep your distance
Be careful where you stand

Now, they say my dogs can get it
Come down with the virus, too.
It is taking away everything I Iove
No wonder I’m feeling so blue

Before this, my life wasn’t really busy
But what I had, I enjoyed
The virus has taken away my happiness
And left me with a big, empty void.

When this is over, I’ll have my dogs back
I’ll reacquaint with my friends
I’ll rebuild my social life
And this terrible dream will come to an end.
Written by
Mike Brubaker  55/M/Minnesota
(55/M/Minnesota)   
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