Gratitude
 
As two thousand twenty draws to a close,
With all its various highs and lows,
I want to do all that I might
To end the plague by doing right.

I spatially distance and wear a mask
I stay at home and do each task.
Thinning out files and recycling letters,
Clearing the closet of unworn sweaters.

Sometimes the days seem all too long,
And all of the news feels hopelessly wrong,
So I turn on some music to brighten the day,
And think of good things that come my way.

I repeat the phrase, “This too shall pass”
And at five o’clock, I raise a glass,
And thank whatever Gods there be,
For love and friendship and poetry.

So, dear friends be of good cheer,
As we’re heading into a better year.
Stay safe and well, have hope, be brave,
And treat yourself to a thing you crave.

A chocolate mousse, or a fine Moscato,
Buche de Noël, or a rich gelato.
These “virtual” times will surely end
And we will embrace again, my dear friend.
 
- Elaine H. Anderson