In the hush of our homes, we sit and wait,
Our hearts heavy, burdened by unseen weight.
The world outside, once vibrant and grand,
Now feels distant, like a forgotten land.

Loneliness, a shadow that lingers near,
Whispers of fear, echoing in our ear.
We yearn for touch, for the warmth of a friend,
Wondering when this solitude will end.

Yet within these walls, we find new light,
Moments of peace in the quiet of night.
Rediscovering joys in the simplest things,
The song of hope, a melody that rings.

Together apart, we learn to cope,
Holding on to threads of unwavering hope.
For after the storm, the skies will clear,
And we’ll embrace life with a newfound cheer.