— For you, my fantastically resilient daughters who turn nightmares into dreams
They said to me stay home,
The streets you shall not roam.
They said to me be still,
So others won’t be ill.
So here I sit, home, still and slow.
But inside I feel something grow,
Beyond the fear, beyond the gloom,
My heart and mind begin to bloom.
And just like that my room transforms,