A perfect winter of frost and cold
With scarfs and hats and gloves to hold
People pushing to get by fast
So they can sit infront of the fire
And warm their toes
Walk by slowly to notice the silence
No birds. No squirrels
But the wind running
Feeling the dull black gravel with puddles
And hearing cars honking and shouting
“Get out of my way! You are so annoying!!”
There are so much drama going on around me
As I walk….but I don’t mind it…
I love this street. This city.
It has so many seasons
And Winter is The Biggest!
This city has a ring to it
That makes you chill to
This is just a day like any other
But it is special
A day In New York…
by Carina Danholm
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