How art thou?
How are we all feeling?
Still believing what we’re all seeing?
Maybe half of what you’re hearing?
Happy New Year, my Dears.
I’m glad we’re all still here
I celebrated with plenty of cheer
With family and friends near
Watching fireworks all around
Like worms breaking through tough ground
We made it
Safe and sound
Corona viruses may thrive
However, my dears, we are still alive.
by Samantha unextraordinarybint Harris
On the third day of the first month of the year twenty twenty two.