When the word coronavirus came in contact with my ears, followed by the devastating news reports of massive deaths, the closing down of businesses, the shortage of toilet paper, the wearing of a mask, and not to mention the cancellation of the 2020 NCAABasketball tournament, I began to realize our world was in trouble. Our everyday lives stopped as we knew it. It would be a long time before we would be able to sleep, talk or walk the same. Even music seemed to have lost its rhythm, it was hard to dance. There is no rhythm in tears, you cannot even hear them as they fall, even though enough fell to fill an ocean. Although words often seemed jumbled, they do help. To console, encourage, inform, and to lift spirts. I thought I would write a few. From my heartbeat to yours. Please enjoy.
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