By Aditya Patel
Beep, Cough, Sneeze are noises I hear each day.
Life was normal until about 3 months ago.
I feel tired from all the weight of all the beds and ventilators.
I look around all my floors, every nook and corner,
and see doctors, nurses, patients, and families deep in sorrow trying as hard as they can.
It was a little virus that was supposed to go away, right?
But fate turned it otherwise!
Somedays I feel tired,
and the world’s weight on my shoulders.
But I see a tiny ray of hope in a big shadow.
A firefly in the night sky!
I see determination and love filling the air.
I am proud of all my children (Healthcare workers) for risking their lives right here every day.
This too shall pass.
It has been 3 months since…
I am feeling relieved,
and sane.
A cure for the devil’s spirit has been found.
I see butterflies in the air,
and families coming out of their homes.
Hugs, Kisses, Tears, and Joy.
We all fought together and took down this beast.
Now I sleep comfortably,
knowing the next time, “we will be ready”.
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About the author: My name is Aditya Patel. I am 14 years old. I am an 8th grader and I attend school at South Fayette Middle School. I love to watch and play a lot of sports. Some of my favorites are tennis, basketball, and soccer. I like to travel around the world with my family and have traveled to countries such as Mexico, India, and England. I also like to read books and some of my favorites are the Harry Potter and I Survived Series . I hope you enjoy my poem. I look forward to writing more in the future.
