A week of social distancing.
Of gratitude for our beaches and bogs.
Outside spaces that provide moments of tranquility
in addition to needed fresh air and exercise.
A week where flowers burst through the soil
oblivious to the atmosphere around them.
A week for a dock, now empty, to remind us
that boats will once again dot the harbor. 
And a week for two lumps of pizza dough.
One for now, and one to freeze for future need.