My Living Room
Looking south from my living room window I can see the Chrysler Building, the Empire State Building, the Citicorp Building, and the 59th Street Bridge—
four New York monuments—
at night the monuments through light from the East River—
the river shakes back light to my eyes—
Most of the times I don’t pay attention—
I mean I look but I don’t see—
My wife Pat reminds me when the Empire State Building changes its lighting for particular holidays—
I look and see—
Independence Day – red, white, and blue—
that’s simple—
Saint Patrick’s Day—
green – a natural–
Columbus Day—
red, white, and green—
pasta for dinner—
My daughters drop by with the boyfriends—
wine, crackers, cheese, and Italian sausage are laid on the coffee table—
we hug—
we banter—
lots of joking around—
they’re good kids—
they’re a magnificent gift—
there’s love in the room—
where am I going—
it’s all here and I’m in New York
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- Published:
- 12.22.06 / 11pm
- Category:
- General Writings

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