Careful Again

I’m being really careful yet again,
for though I never dropped the mask and space,
I did relax the isolation when
I’d had my shots. I dared to then embrace.
I dined inside and laughing, face to face,
and saw the wraith of normalcy emerge.
But I still care for young ones, in their place.
I’ll hunker down until we down this surge.


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