Spring Forward

Spring comes knocking at a cold front door.

Why do folks come out no more?
Answers follow, though they’re vague.
Has something to do with plague.
Only come outside for tasks.
When they do, they all wear masks.
It’s a quite confusing thing.
The first robbers of the spring?
Then, it seems to warm in spots.
All the places where there’s shots.
In the south, they’re all outside.
As if nobody had died.
March is green with vaccinations.
April just might see vacations.
Springtime questions have amassed.
Have we opened up too fast?
Kids have now gone back to schools.
With new sets of stricter rules.
Desks apart and do not hover.
If you cough, please duck and cover.
Summer’s our pie in the sky.
No one’s sure how this will fly.
Covid’s stolen one whole year.
There’ll be more, though. Do not fear.

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