It feels like the worst is over
And a new world is ours to face
A reign of illness and isolation
For the entire human race
The lessons it brought are many
And we are still learning everyday
Trying to get back to a normal life
In a whole new challenging way
One of the toughest trials it brought
Was to spend time alone at home
With hundreds of restrictions
About where we were allowed to roam
Perhaps one of my biggest losses
Were those Sunday morning rituals and joys
Getting dressed up for God
And making some musical noise
I missed those loving handshakes
And especially those gentle hugs
Or maybe even a welcoming smile
That gave my heart a tug
Though I tried by best to watch livestream
It was just truly never the same
I felt it left me distant and cold
And paralyzed my brain
Now that we can see the light
I jump out of bed and don my Sunday best
Feeling every single minute
That I have been lovingly touched and blessed
What a joy to see those amazing folks
And once again hear their sweet voice
As I stand there in that beautiful hall
And just say a prayer and quietly rejoice
I know there are those people
Who love their comfort at home
And I certainly respect their choice
If they feel complete in that particular zone
And though I may be gushing
It’s those simple things that cannot be zoomed
Like the beautiful clothes you are wearing
Or the smell of your particular perfume
Thank you God and Spirit
For this collection of beautiful souls
And I shall be eternally grateful
For the place in my life that they hold
Being back together
A blessing beyond compare
And the thing that makes it so extra special
Were those difficult years we had to share
Stephen Daingerfield Dunn
author of: Divinely Different – a Tribute to Santa Fe, A Day in the Life of a Raindrop, Bug Dreams, A Little Boy from Nowhere Texas, Christmas with Mr. Dunn, In God‘s Eyes, Can You Possibly Imagine, Designing with Mr. Dunn, The Book of Doe, Animals Anonymous