When this is over, may we never again take for granted
A handshake with a stranger
Full shelves at the store
Conversations with neighbors
A crowded theater
Friday night out
The taste of communion
A routine checkup
The school rush each morning
Coffee with a friend
The stadium roaring
Each deep breath
A boring Tuesday
Life itself
When this ends,
may we find that we have become more like
the people we wanted to be
we were called to be
we hoped to be
and may we stay that way —
better for each other because of the worst.
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