Stay at Home Orders

We started off in stage one
Which, comparatively, was lots of fun
I’d go out walking in the sun
Frolicking until the day was done

Then we entered stage two
A tightening of the screw
A growing barrier between me and you
What’s a solitary girl to do?

Oh dear me, we’re in stage three
An unmitigated calamity
On when will they decree
That I once again may roam free?

Help, we’re in stage four!
I can’t stand this anymore
With fear and loneliness galore
As I sit here weeping on the floor