[HELP] A poem about the end of the world?

Need help finding a poem! I know this will be super vague, but I thought it was worth a chance. I remember a poem I saw about the end of the world but it states that there were no trumpets, the sky didn’t open, and the horsemen didn’t come but (I think) the stars were falling. It tells a short story about two boys who are friends watching it all happen. I know this is so vague but oh well. Thank you!