Easter Without My Family

The coronavirus is to blame, of course It swept in and took control Started a large distance away It sure has taken a toll. It is compared with a war some say Folks dying or in a hospital bed Long lines you see to get the food Death is what we mostly dread. The Easters through my many years Are countless I'm telling you It is Randy and me to sit at the table But I'll tell you what we will do. We will eat as though it wasn't Easter As though it was a regular day My prayers I always keep to myself It has always been my way. But I will thank the good Lord, I will For He has been good to me Next year I pray things will be okay For now I'll have Easter without my family!