i miss taking the train to work
i miss my independence.
i miss motivation
i miss dedication
i miss my self-confidence.
i miss morning bagels
i miss rush hour traffic
i miss fall colours.
i miss paying my way
i miss laughing all the way to the bank
i miss broadway plays.
i miss gran gran's split peas and oxtails
i miss my granddaddy and his baseball games. go Yankees!
i miss sundays.
i miss treasury
i miss 3rd and 41st manhattan
i miss fruit cups from the cafe.
i miss April, Camesha, Jan and Fay
i miss movie premiers
i miss those village fairs
i miss poetry night on astor place.
i miss long distance conversation
i miss short trips and anticipation
i miss that heart music.
i miss those blistering summers
i miss those hypothermic winters
the cool breeze of spring
the weather was my mood ring.
i miss new york
i miss that free feeling
i miss everything...
i miss everything.
1 comment:
life is so strange..
started to write this this evening...
decided to post it and then look back at one that i wrote last year along the same thought pattern..
only just realized that they were both written on the same exact day...
is there a message in here...somewhere?
life is just so strange..
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