(Watching a lot of families on YouTube. Keeping their distance, but visiting when they can. I got a lump in my throat, and then…came this poem:)
Visits to the family,
watching from behind the scenes.
grandparents’ hearts tearing;
the bitter-sweetness of seeing,
to shower with kisses,
or to even touch,
their beloved grandchildren.
At least, all know each are doing well,
some leaving gifts of love at their door.
The older generation feeling more alone,
wishing they could hug their own…
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