What an eerie silence, this strange isolation!
At least that’s what I thought at morning’s formation.
But twenty-four wee ones exploded on the screen.
“Mrs. Gatchell!” they cried. Joyful jubilation.
Mothers and five year olds, questions, answers galore!
Laughter, joyous shrieking! (And I was on the floor!)
Counting, reading, spelling, bible recitation,
Forward go the people—virtual isolation!