Return of the Crowds
The downtown streets are crowded;
The ferry lines are long.
New York’s no longer shrouded
In despair, but looking strong.
I kinda miss the quiet
And can do without the hordes.
I guess I should deny it;
Swarms are Covid-free rewards.
But everyone’s not ready
To pick up where we left off.
For many, slow and steady,
Still get spooked by sneeze or cough.
So I ventured to surroundings
I once traveled to a lot,
Yet instead of leaps and boundings,
Hesitation’s what I got.
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