Quarantine Poem 1

Dear diary,

Today was the first day of lockdown.

Every street was deserted in the town.

But my dad went for his job,

As a responsible cop.

I and mum stayed at home,

Staring at wind blowing the Bromes.

The weather is crazy these days,

Sometimes it swelter, sometimes it rains.

Today was the first day of Navratri as well,

Still don't have much to tell.

So here I would end my words,

As well as this verse.

Yours,

Tushar