In March I was ready for Spring
In March I was ready for Spring,
By April the world was suffering,
I was stuck in my little house,
For weeks with my loving spouse.
Work continued through the gloom,
Online with a tool called Zoom.
Wife and son in the other room,
Teaching, learning and meetings of doom.
“You’re on mute!” “Click your mic!”
“Damn it! Shit!” “Sorry, I meant Shoot.”
In March I was ready for Spring,
By May, I finally found toilet paper.
June came and Spring was spent.
Life continues, pandemic bent.
July came and went,
I wonder how my Summer was spent.
In March I was ready for Spring,
By April the world was suffering.
Rex Seigler
September 20, 2020