Thursday, April 30, 2009

New York, I Miss You

Because I do.
I miss NY and I have only vacated there
But I miss The Great City
I miss the steam rising from the streets on a muggy August night
Being surrounded by giants on all sides
and mostly the snow that seems to remember to fall at just the right time

I wasn't bred for sunny days... I much prefer the rainy, sticky nights, thank you.

1 comment:

  1. You're back!!
    I love this poem...and I was just thinking the same exact thing!!! NY is a cruel mistress, but I've fallen for her all the same.