Quarantine By Daisy Hampton, 11 I’m stuck on Manhattan Island Because I’m in quarantine I can’t wait to see all of my friends When we say bye to Covid-19. When school closed it was cold, dry, and dreary Not a flower could be seen When I get out I’ll see the sky clearly It’ll be warm and the trees will be green Right now all I see is my family And my friends on my Macbook Air I snuggle with my dog Maddie And the empty ferries pass by my window and blare This Coronacation Sure isn’t as fun as it sounds Like everyone in this nation I can’t wait till the U.S. rebounds Daisy Hampton, 11 New York, NY
Hour to Hour, a poem by Connor Whitsel, 10
Hour to Hour By Connor Whitsel, 10 We used to rush hour to hour, speeding from the house to the bus to school to sports like a cheetah chasing its prey. Never-ending nights of baseball, soccer, and wrestling without any time to stop. We were hurried but happy. Today, we don’t rush Hour to hour. We spend our days sleeping late, riding bikes, and playing board games. Netflix never ends and we play Fortnite with friends for hours. We are slow as sloths but loving life. Connor Whitsel, 10 Lebanon, OH This is a poem I wrote about my experience before and after COVID 19 and the school shut down. It started as an assignment to write a Before and After poem. When I was brainstorming topics, I came up with this one because this event has changed our lives in so many ways. It is a time in my life that I will never forget and I wanted to document my experience in a poem. Even though it is a scary time, there are some good things and that’s what I wanted to write about.
The sounds of Covid, a poem by Daniel Shorten, 9
The sounds of Covid By Daniel Shorten, 9 Water running from the taps Arguments from the sink – who goes first? The grownups are whispering, worried All of those numbers, day after day The thrush song is louder than before The virus is silent. Daniel Shorten, 9 Mallow, Co. Cork, Ireland
