A Poem - For the End of Time

For the end of time, it's a lovely day.
The sun's face beams gladly upon the earth.
Birds still fly singing boist'rous silly songs.
The news reports a pandemic so dire
Students stay home from college and school.
No sports, no concerts, no March Madness pool.
Slowing the spread drastic measures requires.
The shoots of the lilac are growing long.
Lives are on hold during springtime rebirth.
There is still hope it will all be okay,
At the end of time on a lovely day.

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