It will be Autumn again.

The leaves will be turning.

The world will have changed.

Life may resume.

We will find out,

if the tragedy is over,

or only just begun?

Flowers will be dead and gone,

Fruit will be picked.

Cats will be snoozing.

Lives will be missed.

Everyone who stayed alive

Will thank their lucky stars.

Realise they have survived.

Through the virus wars.