Quarantime

Quarantime

Kim Markland

Time, time Never enough time. We rush to and fro, We come and we go, Never enough time. We work and we play, We study all day. We meet and we eat, We dance to the beat. Never enough time To get things done. Life speeds by amid the fun. But now, all we have is time. Time on our hands, Time together with those we love, With kids and spouses and partners And roommates, locked together In Quarantime, and Home is work and Home is school and Home is the gym and Home is the church and Home is the bar and Home is the Doctor’s office and Home is the hospital of our souls. All is one in Quarantime.

It’s time. Time to play. Time to run. Time to smile, And have some fun. Time to laugh and Time to cry. Time to work and Time to cook. Time to serve and Time to browse. Time to share And fool around Time to pray and Time to grieve. Time to listen and Time to live. Time has taken a turn and Rearranged our lives. We are locked down, Alone and apart and together, But we are not alone, Never alone. He is here. The One who transcends time. We are all sharing this time. Time, time, Never enough time. Yet, you and I share this time. For survivors, time continues But regrets remain. Time, time, Never enough time.