This too shall pass

This little girl

Peeped out through the glasses

Her emotions in a whirl

Packed in walls and terraces.

"Mom, why is it

Do we have to stay? "

Said she,

With her wink at bay,

Mother unsteady looked

Her glance nooked

Starting with haste though

Her words in grief bow

"A pandemic it is,

With no escape a viz,"

Her eyes numbing

To weeps succumbing;

Another question asked her,

" Dad, where is he?

His face seems to abate

My consciousness grate,"

Mother tarnished by her words

Praying to thy lords

Answered with eyes were swollen

"Your father is at the front foot

Working for the virus to shoot

He would soon be back

Saving lives in a stack,"

Continued did she

"Each of the people

Have a role in ample

Indoors, other lives are their liability

Outside their own lives

Is at risks' ability."

We need to stay strong

And endow the twigs of this nest

Also To the throng,

We must paint life's this canvas

Because I know, this too shall pass."

Her eyes minting tears of sorrow

Expecting it with a tinge of glee tomorrow.