Robins skitter across the grass.

Mimicking drops of rain

They lure earthworms for repast.

Tulips—fiery red, mustard yellow, dazzling white—

Stand defiant in a cluster on a hill.

I do not wear a mask.

Headlines claim another world mere miles away

A newly tented gateway

Men and women in hazmat gear

Screen scores of symptomatic mortals

Some sent home to quarantine

Others destined for ventilators in sterile rooms.

Unimaginable.

Desk-bound,

Staring out at spring’s vivid greenery

And vibrant mayapples with full buds

I cling to hope.

Hilary S. Kayle is a professional writer and actress living in Hunterdon County.

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