Page 45 - Poems by Alyson Malach - Childhood to Adulthood

Days are long, lockdown is lonely.

There’s too much �me to think and ask, if only

If only I could see my baby girl, if only I could hug my boys.
If only we could all get together, play games, and make some noise.

Working from home is not too bad,

but long boring evenings make me sad.

I yearn for the days I was free to roam.

Fed up with the prospects of isola�ng at home.

Knowing that staying home is saving lives.
Gets me through the restric�ons and help me survive.

Stay home, stay safe and don’t go out.

Listen to the medics they know what they are talking about.

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