Just turned 80.
Full of health
and steam
with a long bucket list.
Just turned 80
But my golden years
are turning to mold
covered with cobwebs.
The Shelter In Place sentence
is lingering—more time on hold
less time to really live.
The Covid-19 is eating
away at my enjoying life.
Eating away like giant-sized termites
less and less time to really enjoy
travelling and adventures.
I’m asked to survive
in a cave
and the caves get smaller
all the time.
Will soon
I just be
a statistic of death
to Covid 19?