The year Twenty Twenty remember well
Many believed we were living in hell!

We stayed apart secluded day and night
Others seemed happy and began to write.

Some started composing little poems
Enjoying spending so much time at home.

Decisions were made — let us kneel and pray
While others continued longing to play!

Something new to a spoiled generation
Is this only now our planned vacation?

Sadly the parents soon became teachers
What will we do with these tiny creatures?

Politicians fret about this and that
Clung to agendas while ignoring facts.

When the danger decides to stop and quit
Will the world seek — find another conflict?

Thereby God will again say — “You’re Grounded!”

AGAIN! 

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