The phrase “March Madness” is true,

If the entire month had to be a color,

it would probably be blue,

Lives were changed like clothes in a dressing room floor,

and were left sullen and emptier than before,

Events canceled, planners fall to the floor,

Everything was once open but is now a sea of closed doors,

When family members pass away you cry dry tears from exhausted eyes,

Wonder what sickness stuck them first,

Find comfort in their memory and hope for lighter news,

We watch the world from our windows and computers,

Information lies within our hands,

For March comes in like a lion,

And leaves as gently as a lamb.

by Luvia, Grade 12