900 Days Ago

The first few weeks of endless quarantine,
when all stayed home and no one knew the score,
although we feared, nobody acted mean.

The freeways with no traffic were serene,
and aisles were near-empty at the store,
the first few weeks of endless quarantine.

We bought up sanitizer for hygiene.
We purchased toilet paper and sought more.
Although we feared, nobody acted mean.

In Venice the Lagoon was testing clean,
and China skies refreshed like years before,
the first few weeks of endless quarantine.

Then local birds and quadrupeds were seen,
and garden sounds were heard outside the door.
Although we feared, nobody acted mean.

Pandemic started with goodwill between
us all, before the wrath of masking war.
The first few weeks of endless quarantine,
although we feared, nobody acted mean.

(Villanelle)

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