When will I see my children again?
I miss them so.
Not yet, says the pandemic.
When will I travel home again?
I want to see my siblings and reconnect with family.
Not yet, says the pandemic.
When can I go into public places without wearing a mask?
It’s uncomfortable and hard to breathe freely.
Not yet, says the pandemic.
When can we stop talking about Covid and vaccines?
I am so tired of these topics.
Not yet, says the pandemic.
When do I get my old life back?
I don’t like this one.
Not yet, says the pandemic.
US Author Nancy Klein in Spain 
Love your poems, there great. Hubby
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And on it goes…
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