The following poem was written by Palgrave’s Carol Good, author of Alive & 65
During the pandemic
we washed our hands
and washed our hands
and washed our hands
Soap barely had time
to dry quietly in its dish*
bars shrank quickly
then vanished
Beside the soap dish
sanitizer stood sentinel
ready and waiting
patiently
Lotion knew
its turn would come
as soap and sanitizer
chapped hands into sandpaper
As we emerge from COVID fog
will we remember
and honor
our comrades in arms –
I mean hands
* from The Patience of Ordinary Things by Pat Schneider
