Moments no one could expect,
Like the year New York City finally slept.
When cuddles and kisses were no longer romantic,
And coughing or sneezing created mass panic.

We feared the air and what it could hold,
As we watched the breaking news unfold.
The days merged and time slowed –
We waited at home as morgues overflowed.

Strangers became heroes overnight -
Dawning masks of blue and suits of white,
Working relentlessly with no end in sight.

When keeping distance was a sign of affection,
Knowing it was for your own protection.
Children stripped away from friends,
For reasons they could not comprehend.

Through troubles and trials -
The answer to our prayers,
Came in glasses and vials.

For as the sunsets and rises,
Across every ocean horizon.
And like the certainty of tides -
This storm will soon subside.

This too shall pass -