Mary Muses

Why does my heart so yearn For the office – return? Why do I so much care That I can’t work from there?

Why is it always true You want things you can’t do? Forbidden fruit is more Difficult to ignore

Is it really so wrong After these things to long? We took them as a right But now for them must fight

I want to see my friend Not just a message send Meet people in the flesh Acquaintances refresh

Yet we are told to wait Government holds our fate Sadly, for now, it seems These wishes are but dreams!