Ode to 2020
What words could pen and
art combined inscribe
That would this past year
perfectly describe?
How can I write in fourteen
simple lines
The tragedy and lessons
of these times?
The year began with innocence
and ease
But ignorance betrayed us
to disease.
With growing dread we
watched the numbers rise
Of illness, unemployment,
and demise.
Yet no pandemic has the
final say
Nor evil fool’s tyranny hold
sway.
The votes were cast; the
final tally’s clear:
So let this be the lesson
of this year:
There’s only one way we
can rise above:
The antidote is gratitude
and love.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!!!
Much love,
Nori
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