Poems By Dorothy M. Johnson

 

November 18, 2020



JUST FOUR WALLS

Just four walls protect me

From the cold wintery winds.

Just four walls shade me

From the blistering sun;

Just four walls keep me dry

From cold, wet rain and snow.

No matter what kind

of weather,

No matter the size

of our shelter,

Be thankful to have a home.

Simple or Elaborate

One room or ten.

Stay warm.

Stay cool.

Stay dry.

Stay hydrated.

Stay well.

Stay HOME!

Don’t catch the Coronavirus.

THE MASK

The outlaw of the old west

Wore a mask to conceal his identity

When committing a robbery

Or other crime.

He needed a swift get away

With no one knowing who to blame.

Plain black with openings for the eyes

Or a stockinged covered face,

These masks were functional,

Assuring the culprit remain unknown,

Perhaps a bandana was used

To cover the identity of the

Guilty criminal offender.

The masks of 2020 are designed to stop the spread of the Coronavirus,

And hopefully, prevent a potential deadly illness,

They also can be both functional and match what you are wearing,

Keeping you right in style.

Masks of 2020 come in all sorts of colors, patterns

and themes

Convincing the wearer that it’s

Actually fun to wear a mask

Maybe you can’t talk clearly

Or breathe very well,

But your spirits will be upbeat

Making one feel just swell!!!!!

 
 

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