Ode to COVID19


There is a menace all around that stalks us night and day,
The fear of it is palpable and causes some dismay,
In crowded rooms it stalks its prey, we do not know its there,
For the virus that is the cause, it really does not care,,
Too late when we see the signs, of cough and running nose,
Or else are burdened with a head that throbs with no repose,
No shaking hands or friendly hugs when friends we greet on meeting,
Our distance we must always keep for fear of mass infecting,
So, wash your hands be vigilant, or be self-isolating,
And hibernate for fourteen days, and please dear friends no cheating.
©Ted Morgan March 2020

About edwardmorgan4

Have just published a book of my verse called Wordsmiths Wanderings it has 56 poems in it and is available now on Amazon I have had poems published in a number of magazine and newsletters. I have a second book now available called Peregrinations of the Wordsmith now available from amazon Nov 2016
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