The Pandemic Has Greyed My Hair
The Pandemic Has Greyed My Hair Spring is the time when the weather becomes warmer Trees begin to bear leaves and plants start to flower Alongside comes the pandemic sweeping the world away Making its way through my layer The pandemic has greyed my hair While we thought that was the worst that could happen We did our best for the curve to flatten With jobs and migrant workers left to sadden What more is there to say? The pandemic has greyed my hair Work from anywhere becomes a norm Sweeping and mopping take us by storm Children lean to a new platform While teachers too need to transform Marathons being run inside people’s homes Is this a kind of a new syndrome? All this seems so rare The pandemic has greyed my hair While things didn’t look as bad Cooking and baking became a new fad From dalgonas to exotic dishes Only if these were to last as wishes Little did we know these would be soon to wear The pandemic has greyed my hair When will we meet our friends and family aga