A Poem for When this is All Over

Laughing. 

Dancing.

Goofy jokes. 

We’re safe to giggle

To poke fun.

Crying is fine too

There’s lots to mourn

But nobody mourns alone.

Fireside chats

With smoking pipes

Charcuterie board piled high. 

We share war stories

But they’re in the past,

Firmly in the past

Where they belong.

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