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Out of the Pandemic, poetry in seasons by Paridhi, 13 | Part VI: Spring 2021

Author’s Statement I started writing this piece as an optional assignment in my seventh grade English class. It was an end of the year assignment. In this piece, I have tried to describe some vivid memories and experiences over the one and a half years during which the COVID-19 virus has put a break on my life. The pandemic has been a turning point in my life. I still have many more experiences to gain in life but I doubt I will ever be able to forget this. A Note from the Editor These poems were submitted to Stone Soup blog as a 40 page collection. I have decided to publish them in weekly installments, breaking them up by the seasons Paridhi established. The artwork I have chosen to accompany each installment was not selected by the author and was originally published in Stone Soup.  Part VI (End) Spring 2021 Guarding the Garden By Audrey Champness, 12 (Green Cove Springs, FL), published in Stone Soup December 2021 In the Hotel  We stayed in a hotel  For the first 15 days.  While my parents were busy arranging things,  I enjoyed  Going out  For walks  With my father,  Seeing the beauty  Of this new city.   However, In my heart  I could feel the pain.  I will miss my cousins.  I will miss seeing their laughing faces.  I will miss my monkey brother,  Who always was there by my side.  I will miss my naughty sister,  I will miss them.  A House  Our first priority— My school.  Mom was meticulously searching for good schools on the net.  She chooses Jefferson Middle School.  It was listed as the best.  And finally, the search for an accommodation  In the district that we would call home.  We have finally booked a house  And now we are moving in our luggage  To our new house.  New Experience  We had bought furniture,  But we did not know,  We did not know that we had to assemble it.  So we spent the entire day   trying to set up all the pieces.  And by the end of the day  We were dog tired.  Fun it was though.  A New School  Today is my first day of school.  I am going physically to school,  After a whole year online. I am very excited.  Settled  We are finally settled,  We have bought what we need at home.  I am doing fine in school.  Future  Today when I look back to last year gone by,  It has been really adventurous.  My eyes are now set to new goals,  To the aims that I have, To the dreams that I want to fulfill, To the success I want to achieve, To the love that I want to spread,  I wish the Almighty stands by me,  Like he always does,  In his hidden subtle ways. 

Out of the Pandemic, poetry in seasons by Paridhi, 13 | Part V: Winter 2021

Author’s Statement I started writing this piece as an optional assignment in my seventh grade English class. It was an end of the year assignment. In this piece, I have tried to describe some vivid memories and experiences over the one and a half years during which the COVID-19 virus has put a break on my life. The pandemic has been a turning point in my life. I still have many more experiences to gain in life but I doubt I will ever be able to forget this. A Note from the Editor These poems were submitted to Stone Soup blog as a 40 page collection. I have decided to publish them in weekly installments, breaking them up by the seasons Paridhi established. The artwork I have chosen to accompany each installment was not selected by the author and was originally published in Stone Soup.  Part V Winter 2021 Winter (Craftpaint) By Leonardo Cavaliere, 6 (Tarzana, CA), published in Stone Soup January 2021 Exams again  The final exams are here again,  Everybody has started studying again.  But the exams are easier this time—  We do not have to go to school either.  We just sit at home,  In front of the camera,  And take the test.  Packing  While I was busy with my exams,  My parents had started  Packing for a trip to the USA.  My mother seemed busy as a bee.  Our house, a mess,  Cartons everywhere,  Tickets were booked for March’s end.  The relocation that was due a year earlier  Was finally happening.  Fun  I am spending my last week in India  With my cousins  I am excited to go to the US  But I will miss them.  They were always there  To help me  To irritate me  To tease me  To love me.  Yes, I will miss them.  Farewell  We are going tonight.  I spend my day at my aunt’s place,  My aunt makes all my favorite dishes.  I love her cooking— She is the best cook.  My cousins and I spend the entire day together— Playing with each other, watching movies, having fun.  But as we drove towards the airport,  I sensed the sadness in the air.  We all cried.  Flight  It was a long journey.  I was excited.  The idea of crossing the Atlantic Ocean  Mesmerized me.  When we reached Chicago It was snowing.  My first experience of snow, I felt a shiver run down my spine— My bones were freezing. 

Lost Land

Unseen, seen, unseen. Blink and it will disappear. In cover it waits for no one knows what. Lost in the mid-Pacific, traps protect the jewel, never to be found. Only the past may reveal Secrets of the lost.