QUARANTINE POEM

I really hate of what is happening

I can't go out the house and play

Never did I go to another gathering

Or go to church with my family and pray

Everyday I lie down my body

So tired of different activities

Together with my pillow so fluffy

I'm getting rest with a messy kiss.

How I wish everything will go back

To how we were before

Hoping that all worthwhile will move on and pack

The things we had experience and express more

May this bring us closer to each other

And good things will blossom like a flower.