Poetry

Toast to the Virtual Realm

There once was a time of routine,

Where attending meant being seen.

But in this new age,

We sit on a virtual stage,

With faces on screens that are clean.

No longer do we gather in crowds,

Or walk through busy city ploughed.

Our meetings are online,

A new way to align,

But oh, how we miss the real sounds.

We now click the link to attend,

A virtual world we must blend.

No handshakes or hugs,

Just tiny camera shrugs,

Oh, how we long for the end.

We see each other through pixels,

But our connection is still critical.

Though it may not feel right,

It’s our reality in sight,

As we navigate this new ritual.

So let’s raise a glass to the screen,

For it’s the only way we can convene.

But soon we’ll reunite,

In person, it’ll be right,

Until then, virtual will reign supreme.

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