It's spring again, but this year something new
is placed before us, dizzy hopeful dreams
of crossing bridges into freedom's stew.
A prick of arm and suddenly the steam
of quarantine and solitude is loosed.
We unearth lists, review our year's duress.
Unbounded and defiant, we are juiced
for dinners out, for maskless shops...Pure guess,
but wait. What really lies outside our doors?
What prize lies there, what magnified belief
that once released, our sanity restores
and all at once we bid goodbye to grief?
I think we'll find that as the cage unlocks,
We might just think back fondly on this box.