Doctor Grandma

I’m in my little room again

in my little house

with my little bit of light

and assignments to grade,

The sun has set,

My days are full,

I made another pot of coffee

for Monday night football,

In the quiet of now

I count my blessings,

am happy to be at home,

healthy and alive.

cfblack 09-28-2020

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