Subdued
Spring
So
Far.
For
Society,
I Have
Scant
Variety.
I’m
Relegated
To
My
Antique
Car.
Every
Few
Days
I Drive
Around
To
Keep
My
Battery
Alive.
Bold
Flowers
Grow
And
Do
Not
Know
Why
This
Year
The
Streets
Are
Bare
And
No
One
Seems
To
Care
How
Much
They
Strive
To
Sweeten
Our
Contaminated
Air.