I am a bit OCD about hand washing. Then Covid hit. Ouch. Worse. I’suspect I am not alone. This poem is a nudge nudge wink wink to me and all those as we slowly undo the fear and change the pattern to washing when appropriate.
Describes the emotional and physical difficulties of being sick. It also shows a gift that can be tucked away in it. Hopefully, the humorous light touch can lessen the worry a bit with Covid.
