We wait inside
Isolated
While a few are out caring for the world
We are caring for ourselves
Some a whirlwind of hobbies and work and activities with loved ones
Some slow and steady
Sipping on hot tea, with a book, and homemade bread
And yes, some are giggling at memes
Just our ancestors passed on silly nursery songs about the plague
We all handle this in our own way
But together, we turn towards the sun
Ready, in wait, for brighter days