When I Get To New York

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

When I get to New York

It will be in the fall
When the leaves turn red and gold and yellow
And drop precariously all around.

When the crisp air carries
A promise of change

I will arrive on a train
Through Grand Central Station

And before I even enter the City
I will shop
And eat
And people-watch.

I will take a yellow taxi cab
To Central Park
And run along the paths

Before I buy a bag of roasted nuts
And sit on a green bench
To enjoy the sights, sounds, and smells.… read the rest. . .

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