Poems of Pandemic Days by Alice Curley

I hear freedom ring
As my night fades into sleep
I wake to four walls
Returning to the day’s work
In pajama pants
To soften my discomfort
I cling to my gratitude
Striving to march on
Among little ones
Shrugging off my skipped heartbeats
Whenever I hear a ding
An ever present lifeline
I have come to dread
My addiction has been cured
My relief arrives
When I cannot find my phone
It will find me soon enough
In stillness I pray
To reclaim my own freedom
While it cannot ring