When things go back to normal,
I hope we still hold hands.
Even if they might be wearing gloves.
When things go back to normal,
Everyone will know the value of a genuine hug.
And which ones they miss the most.
When things go back to normal,
I hope we’re not in such a rush
to get back into the rat race that nearly killed us all.
When things go back to normal,
I hope we all remember the summer
when neighborhoods and families talked to each other again.
When things go back to normal,
I hope we hold a funeral
for all the ones we couldn’t attend.
When things get back to normal,
I hope we never let this normal happen again.
