Sixth Grade Covid Poetry
Title
Sixth Grade Covid Poetry
Creator
Eva Desjarlais
Date
April 27, 2020
Text
Are house has become a nursery and a school
Our chromebooks are now more than a tool.
Life here is chaotique,
But outside, the pandemic is chronic.
I feel so helpless inside,
While Healthcare workers are on the frontline worldwide.
I experience claustrophobia,
Me who thought home was a perfect utopia.
Time flies by,
June is nearby.
Just thinking of freedom makes me want to wave goodbye to all of the fear and restrictions,
Making way for new hopes and convictions.
Life goes on,
The virus won’t be as thought upon.
These optimistic thoughts give me hope but I still wish for the contact of people,
Without it being illegal.
Our chromebooks are now more than a tool.
Life here is chaotique,
But outside, the pandemic is chronic.
I feel so helpless inside,
While Healthcare workers are on the frontline worldwide.
I experience claustrophobia,
Me who thought home was a perfect utopia.
Time flies by,
June is nearby.
Just thinking of freedom makes me want to wave goodbye to all of the fear and restrictions,
Making way for new hopes and convictions.
Life goes on,
The virus won’t be as thought upon.
These optimistic thoughts give me hope but I still wish for the contact of people,
Without it being illegal.
Language
English
Location
Barrington, RI
Description
The life of a sixth grader during the Covid-19 pandemic.
Collection
Citation
Traci Taglione, “Sixth Grade Covid Poetry,” Rhode Island COVID-19 Archive, accessed September 20, 2024, http://ricovidarchive.rihs.org/items/show/288.
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