Dear Coronavirus, I write to you today, to ask you why you chose to come and take away my play
We’ve been at home so long now; I’m missing all my friends,
All shops and stores have closed their doors till what you’re spreading ends.
Everything’s been cancelled, my daytime trips and clubs,
Some lessons are online now, but that’s not without its bugs.
How long will you be here for? When can we go outside?
My sister’s getting on my nerves, she’s pushed me off the slide!
We FaceTime friends and family, but it’s not the same, you see,
Thea (pictured) asked the virus how long it will prevent her from going outside
I want to hug and kiss and squeeze and sit upon their knee.
You’ve made my mummy nervous to step beyond our door,
She’s tried so hard to school us, but it’s not like before.
We’re told to steer now, of people on the paths,
Two metres gap we have to stay, I hope that this won’t last.
I’ve learnt to make my bed though, and cook with mum and dad,
We’ve crafted lots and built a den, it hasn’t all been bad.
I wonder how you pick and choose the people who get sick,
I so wish you hadn’t come here and spread your germs so quick.
You know we’re catching up to you, it won’t be long, you’ll see,
There’s clever people making drugs to make your bad bugs leave.
The doctors and the nurse though, that work so hard and long, are tired,
Keeping you away, just leave us now, move on.
We’re all a little weary now, so sad that you’re still here,
Our world just wants to heal itself so open up your ears!
Dear Coronavirus, I wish you wouldn’t stay – just go away from here now, please let me go and play.