It has been one month now,
Life is not the same somehow.
But we are safe and holding on,
Getting through each day till it’s gone.
Children are not going to school,
But they are learning in their own way too.
They laugh, they play, they try each day,
Finding a new kind of way.
Every sound makes us look at the sky,
Wondering what is passing by.
But slowly we have come to know,
Which sounds are fast and which are slow.
The news is sometimes hard to understand,
Not always clear or planned.
But it also helps us stay calm,
Like a quiet, steady, caring arm.
There is fear inside our hearts,
A feeling that never fully departs.
But our friends are always near,
Just one call away to hear.
We think about what lies ahead,
And worry about things not yet said.
But deep inside we also pray,
That those hard days stay far away.
People still go to work each day,
Just like before in every way.
But now they stop and take some time,
To check on friends, to be kind.
This war has changed how we see,
It has brought us closer, you and me.
It has taught us, day by day,
To live with what comes our way.
Blessmesai 