As I abound in wonder,
Walking down the streets amazed,
A 35 year old going on 5 discovering the wonders of chocolate,
From the joys of MoMa PS1,
To the delights of Ferrara’s

To the music veberating out of Alphaville,
And Sunnyvale,
And Shea Stadium,
And the Knitting Factory
The microcosms within the microcosms of life,
The spirit within this town,
And everything else in between,
From the Bronx to the Battery,
And from Brooklyn to Queens
I am reminded that I call you,
New York City,
Still wondering how can this be,
That I’m lucky enough to call you,
After all,

© Gregory J. Broderick 2017


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