May 29, 2020
Photo by Melanie Black

Strange Times
A Poem by Hilde Oleson

I am not afraid. I am not sad.
A stranger in these even stranger times
I seem to be feeling fine.
Moments of happiness still occur,
A long lost friend reappears.
Friends call, just to support each other 
Keeping occupied.
Staying home alone becomes a game. 
Which will win –inertia or inventiveness? 
Surely life itself seems more a gift,
A treasure we must protect.
Thinking back on past victories
Brings happy memories and faith
That there are still days ahead, 
When once more just living 
Will be the normal thing. 

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