When this over,

May we never again

take for granted

A handshake with a stranger

Full shelves at the store

Conversation with neighbours

A crowded theatre

Friday night out

The taste of communion

A routine checkup

The school rush each morning

Coffee with a friend

The stadium roaring

Each deep breath

A boring Tuesday

Life itself.

When this ends,

may we find

that we have become

more like the people

we wanted to be

we were called to be

we hoped to be

and may we stay

that way-better

for each other

because of the worst.

Laura Kelly Fanucci