In altered times we live
Each day seeming the same
Structure and routine lessened
Their passing marked only by fading daylight and another sunrise
Each day longer than the last
It is not easy, feeling the rush and pause of tumultuousness
All the while anticipating the worst
We hear the stories of our comrades across the globe
And we wait, with bated breath
Nothing more to do than wait
And pray we have been doing all the right things to lessen the potential devastation