The boy sat out in the grass,

Watching each car quickly pass.

He didn’t know why he had no fun,

Ignored by parents and everyone.

One teardrop slipped from his eye,

He clenched his fists, he would not cry.

He stood and cursed the next car,

Though his voice did not travel far.

He never left his yard until this day,

But right now, he could not stay.

He kicked the dirt and walked up the street,

Until his wandering eye did meet.

He could not believe what he did see,

He thought to himself “that could be me”.

Another boy sat upon the grass,

Watching each car quickly pass.

The first boy stopped and sat down,

A smile replacing his weary frown.

The two boys talked all day long,

A brand-new friendship, starting strong.

The clouds blanketed the morning sky,

Hiding the sun from my eye.

The thunderhead, so dark and grey,

I knew it would be a rainy day.

Nebulous and cumulous swarmed around,

There was no blue sky to be found.

A rainy mist began to fall,

I stayed inside to avoid it all.

Maybe later I’ll go outside,

When the sun no longer hides.

I’d rather see a sky of blue,

Only marred by a puff or two.

Fluffy clouds billowing by,

Take strange shapes to you and I.

But for now I’ll stay in and sleep,

A rainy day just counting sheep.

How do you show gratitude,

and display a thankful attitude?

Give recognition to your family,

honor them with grace and humility.

Praise the decorated war-time vet,

as we owe them a profound debt.

Thank your trusted and loyal friends,

those who stick by you to the end.

Do this on more than just Thanksgiving Day,

humble and grateful, you should always stay.

This pandemic is not a hoax,

or the butt of your dumb jokes.

Too many people have now died,

and thousands of families have cried.

Did this come from a lab or a bat?

Should we blame a Republican or Democrat?

Should we blame the Fake News press

for instigating this disastrous mess?

Maybe we should hold off on the blame,

for in the end, we all die the same.

If we all work together, you can be sure

that we will prevail and find a cure!

I stretch and yawn as I rise,

wiping the sleep from my eyes.

Another day does now start,

sometimes that is the hardest part.

Putting my feet onto the floor,

feels like such a hefty chore.

The smell of bacon fills the air,

and my mind becomes aware.

I finally leave my comfy bed,

shaking sleepiness from my head.

I follow my nose to the food,

coffee soon brightens my mood.

The day started out slow,

but now I am ready to go.

Another lazy weekend day,

Is officially underway.

The raindrops splash on my face.

I lower my head and quicken my pace.

I curse the clouds up in the sky.

I’d hoped this storm would pass me by.

I need to finish my morning run,

and it is much easier in the sun.

I won’t let the weather slow me down,

or turn my smile into a frown.

Rain or shine, I still run.

Snow and ice, though, are no fun.

I don’t care what the weather may be,

Running makes me feel free.

It relieves my stress and clears my head,

there’s nothing I’d rather do instead.

Rain, ice, sleet, or snow,

I’ll still run, this I know.