‘Twas the Night Before Coronavirus
‘Twas the night before Coronavirus, when all through the U.S., not a person was worried, not even the Pres.
The car keys were hung by the door with care, in preparation for work, we would soon be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds while visions of school-filled days danced in their heads.
When I on my MacBook, and daddy on his app, had just settled down to read about the mishap.
When out on the west coast there arose such a clatter, we sat and watched the news to see what was the matter.
Away to the bank I flew like a flash, pulled up to the ATM and withdrew some cash.
The worry of the citizens now starting to grow, there was so much information we needed to know.
When what to my wondering eyes did appear, but a UPS van pulling down the driveway and we all started to cheer!
With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I told my kids he better not be playing a trick.
More rapid than eagles the neighbors all came, packages of toilet paper, they started to claim:
Here’s Charmin, Cottonelle, off-brand, and Angel Soft! Next, Quilted Northern, Seventh Generation, White Cloud, and Scott!
Now back to your houses before we start a big brawl, now flush away! Flush away! Flush away all!
As rumors spread, it felt like a big lie, and it left people repeatedly asking why?
So, down to their knees people started to fall, there wasn’t a prayer that was ever too small.
With some citizens still acting aloof, it was then that we were starting to see the proof.
It quickly became the talk of the town; it was harder and harder to get people to calm down.
From the CDC, we started to get a lot of input, they were recommending our country begin to stay put.
A supply of face masks we had begun to lack, every encounter with a friend is a gamble, like a game of blackjack.
Society started to crumble, and we started to tarry, the future looked so bleak and really quite scary.
America was watching and waiting for this pandemic to plateau, we started to walk in fear and tiptoe.
During this time, it was God whom we beseech, for it was as if He told our nation to draw our sheath.
He told us the burden would feel heavy, He said to bring our worries to Him and our prayers He would levy.
We, as a nation, were told to take care of ourselves, but we banded together to put this virus back on the shelf.
With the fear of this outbreak leaving one more person dead, we went over the facts again to make sure nothing had been misread.
It’s hard to imagine this could be of God’s handiwork, this outbreak left a feeling of dismay that was starting to murk.
This was nothing that man would have chosen, it felt like our freedom and peace had been stolen.
God sprang from his throne, to give a judgement of dismissal, He had always been in control and wanted to make it official.
It was as if I heard him exclaim, “You will look at this in hindsight, and see that I took care of you and once again made all things right! "