It's week two of our partial lockdown, curfews and life in this fifth wave. My heart goes out to people living alone, especially seniors who have no family or few friends. And then I feel for youths. How do they see the world these days, having been robbed of so much these passed two years
underlining grief etched upon faces
woven in the fabric of their souls
upside down smiles
not knowing why, how, when
will life feel moderately
tolerable
again
trying to pull away
feeling bits of freedom
independence
rebellious
teens being teens
but not now
stolen pockets of time
laughing with friends
no one sees their smiles
masked with triple layers
no one sees their frowns
no one hears their truths
crying silently in their dreams
underlining grief etched upon faces
woven in the fabric of their souls
a time to make friends
meet new people
parties here
get-together there
finally find that special
person
who gets them…
and yet, all those
experiences pre-pandemic
wishful dreams
unrequited loves
unfulfilled aspirations
isolation
desperation
precious paltry moments
facetiming,
echoes of a video chat
working part time
everyone under pressure
bosses seem demanding
clients irritated
parents stressed and worried
cabin fever breaks
time for a walk
bike ride is always safe
winter sucks these times
holding them hostage
reality biting with a vengence
underlining grief etched upon faces
woven in the fabric of their souls
© cheryl-lynn ‘2022-01-07
Daily Moments Jan 7 2022
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So thoughtful! Your words will resonate with so many… It’s so important for all of us – even those of us who are coping throughout this pandemic – to remember those who are not coping, those who are struggling, and those who have lost so much. Thank you.
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Yes. My heart goes out to anyone struggling right now.
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So incredibly touching! And appropriate for the time…
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Thanks Pamela for ur kind words. I apologize I just noticed I had not responded to you. Hope u are well.
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