The 20th anniversary
Of a horrible day
Ingrained in my mind
It will never go away
That remaining steel
Would stand to defy
What happened that day
When two planes did fly
Many pieces of steel
Have been given away
Commemorating that day
By, Randee Saber 9/5/2021
To vaccinate or not
That is the question
Some people think
It is just a suggestion
Vaccines are required
To go to school
Or you can’t go
That is the rule
The Covid vaccine
From wearing a mask
Why such reluctance
To get a vaccine
Are they in doubt
Or just being mean
Will they wear a mask
A booster shot
Is now being required
Because the protection
Will soon be expired
By, Randee Saber 9/5/2021
After so many months
In social isolation
And many not taking
A family vacation
Cities were in lockdown
For months at a time
Hardly anyone was out
Committing a crime
Living in fear
Of this dreadful disease
If you went out in public
Don’t dare to sneeze
Restrictions now lifted
Masks you may not need
Get the Covid vaccine
Don’t let others mislead
No daily broadcasts
Of those who have died
Without any loved ones
Along their bedside
Schools have reopened
No learning on Zoom
And gathering with friends
Has now resumed
Stores and restaurants
Hiring many to work
Some giving a bonus
As an employment perk
But let's never forget
All those who were brave
Risking their lives
For people to save
By, Randee Saber 6/18/2021
I had written you a poem
And saw it on display
It was 14 years ago
On your 80th birthday
It was quite a challenge
For me when you got sick
But you were very happy
With Atria I picked
You were so well liked there
And never did complain
With your friendly smile
You never were a pain
A ladies’ man you were
And Shirley was your friend
Until she left abruptly
The friendship had to end
The past months had been rough
In social isolation
Because the Covid virus
There was no visitation
And then we got a call
To get here very quick
So, Alan drove here fast
Because you’ve gotten sick
That hospice place was understaffed
Therefore, I threw a fit
To get you in their hospital
I called and never quit
I knew this day would come
But still in disbelief
You're lying in a hospital bed
My heart is filled with grief
I come and visit daily
And watch you slip away
But memories I have of you
With me will always stay
By, Randee Saber, beloved daughter 3/19/2021
Poem below I wrote for my dad's 80th birthday that was on display on his TV stand
Dad's 80th birthday
You're young at heart
You're as young as you feel
Turning 80
Is no big deal
You don't use a walker
You don't use a cane
And believe it or not
You're still sane
You're nice and slim
With no extra weight
But you've always managed
To clean your plate
You love to read
You share your knowledge
You married young
While still in college
A helpful spouse
You cook and clean
You don't lose your temper
You're never mean
Patrolling the waters
The ocean and bay
The Coast Guard Auxiliary
Makes your day
Playing softball
Keeps you strong
You've played many years
Exactly how long?
You're proud of your wife
She's stood by your side
For so many years
The knot's been tied
You're proud of your children
And grandchildren too
And they of course
Are proud of you
As your journey continues
What more can I say
Take care of yourself
Have a happy birthday
By, Randee Saber 12/4/2006
The Covid vaccine
It's finally here
Pfizer, Moderna
Stand up and cheer
Two shots are needed
A few weeks apart
After your first
It's a good start
To get the vaccine
Some are afraid
They say too quickly
It had been made
Protect yourself
From getting sick
The virus won't care
Who it will pick
By, Randee Saber 3/6/2021
Stay at home orders
Thank heavens for Zoom
The meetings you have
You can do in any room
Nice clothes aren’t needed
No new friends to make
When working from home
No car will you take
No office romances
No baby showers
And you won’t see
Who’s getting flowers
No one supervising
You’re on your own
Spending more time
On your cell phone
No sexual harassment
There’s no one around
When working at home
It’s like a ghost town
Some people enjoy
This solitude
And not dealing with
Co-workers who are rude
By, Randee Saber 10/27/2020
When the clock struck midnight
Who would ever have thought
In the year 2020
We’d have been so distraught
A virus from China
So rapidly came
The Corona Virus
Was its new name
Thousands were dying
The elderly for sure
It can kill anyone
The rich and the poor
Throughout the world
The infection spread quick
Something had to be done
So more wouldn’t get sick
Cruise ships were stranded
For weeks out at sea
A trip planned for fun
Became a misery
Towards the middle of March
Our country shut down
Because this virus
Grocery stores were open
Toilet paper disappeared
Plus, cleaning supplies
On the shelves were cleared
No weddings or graduations
Or shows to see
With crowds of people
We could not be
Masks were required
To cover our face
And plexiglass barriers
Were all over the place
Socially distance
Became a new phrase
Staying 6 feet apart
Became a new phase
Businesses would close
To order on-line
Most people now chose
Liquor stores were open
No haircuts could we get
How bad our hair looked
Just drink to forget
Parents helped children
To learn, using Zoom
While teachers taught
In a virtual classroom
Working from home
Only if you are able
Those front-line workers
True heroes are their label
No visitors allowed
Those patients died alone
Some said their goodbyes
On the telephone
A shortage of ventilators
Many more they would need
Auto manufacturers
Produced with great speed
Long lines to get tested
Long lines to get food
No gathering with friends
You are not being rude
More people getting better
And some very quick
Even President Trump
This virus he would lick
A gradual reopening
A vaccine coming soon
We’ll conquer this virus
We’ve put men on the moon
By, Randee Saber
12/4/2020