Depressing, Blessed

2020's Pandemic

Started with a cheer,

With happy, loud screaming.

And then turned to a fear,

Of the spreading coronavirus.

I could never imagine worse,

But i guess it made me try.

"It" ? I mean 2020.

In short words; The depressing year, It is

But any time soon now,

We'll be free from all the pain.

We can let go of 2020,

And relief from all the rage.

2021,

Doesn't sound so EVEN.

Sounds blessed to me.

Maybe finally 2021,

Will come to save the year.

All our happy holidays,

Have been crushed into pieces.

By Klaudia.