She b*tches and whines While I pine For quieter days Without the haze It was so simple

Of all the men That I have known You’ve done more Than most have shown. © From A Poet’s

The devil came up to earth He was lookin’ for some hell to ca… He was n a drought From good news brought about And he was getting des-per-ate

Covid-19 U r obscene We once were free But we couldn’t see U stole that

My work days went From 4 to 3 Soon there’ll b No work 4 me © From A Poet’s 3/24/20

I won’t b home for Christmas Please don’t count me in We won’t get snow or have mistleto… But we’ll have presents under the… Christmas Eve won’t find me

God I miss my babies It’s breaking my Everytime I think of them It tears me apart © From A Poet’s

He’s skipping To fourth grade After the break He’s skipping Half a year

With all this virus talk On internet and TV I had to take a walk To get back to me Without my job right now

The rainbow in your eyes Reflects what’s in the skies From A Poet’s Photo challenge 5/3/20

I can’t feel My feet Can I borrow Your heat? © From A Poet’s

New job, Better pay! God answers prayers! Just not our way! © From A Grateful Poet’s

I’m living in a wet Christmas Just like the ones I’ve never kno… Where the treetops drip-drop And houses plip-plop From all the rain that has fallen

This monster that I have become Has pushed away E-ver-y-one This monster that

Together We make Great poetry Together It’s made