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WinterWhen I say it was so freaking cold this winter I mean just that So cold people brought out Only what was necessary On the New York City subways and busses People stood and sat and shivered With blank exhausted stares Sitting on the train on that long ride Between 125st and 59st I looked around at bundled people Offering a silent invitation To smile and nod You know that look When you catch someone's eyes And you smile hello fellow traveler Well no such luck This winter in New York We left our smiles inside And brought our layers of clothes instead Today for the first time in a long time It was almost sixty degrees As I walked outside I was greeted By a big smile from my neighbor I was so delighted To see so many smiles On that ride from 125st to 59st Can I tell you I am so freaking happy That winter is almost over Come to me summer 2014. Darkspain Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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