The Pain of Quarantine

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Cut off from others
To prevent the spread
Yet not full blocked
I hear voices
Of those having fun
Laughs of my child
Who I must avoid
Smells of food
Forbidden until I heal
Feel of wind and sun
Through the window
Promises of the world
I wish to join again
Time and patience
Precious tools
That are not always at hand

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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20 Responses to The Pain of Quarantine

  1. ❀ Hope you feel better soon, lovey. No poking with sticks until you’re well. I’m sharpening mine up a little πŸ˜‰


  2. Lovely writing! Take care and feel better soon. Paulette


  3. Oh no, this sounds like a relapse. I hope that you feel better soon.


  4. prayingforoneday says:

    Get better soon buddy…


  5. Papi Z says:

    Functional is good. Better than being on your death bed. Tomorrow you will be slightly above functional!


  6. Just imagine quarantine without internet or cell phones. πŸ™‚ (Though there may be a few computers that ought to be quarantined…)


  7. Jade Reyner says:

    Glad to see your sense of humour has returned.. hope to see you fully functioning again soon! πŸ™‚


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