A New York sun was
uprising so charmingly and
sweet, the clouds were
like angels, how bright white
it should be out there,
the sky was truly clear so
dear so hear it loud
enough, the wind so heavy and so
solid, the mountain is the
tallest and largest in the
whole entire statehood,
the Hudson River it seemed
so quietly and
conformation, the buildings are the
world largest cities ever
made, the streets the roads
the crossroads were the
widest it will shift off so
easily and done for, the
grass were the cleanest and
the shiniest, the
humongous sandbox size of Texas
even single minute, it
looks like golden dust and
rust and a huge
magnificent crust, it must be out
stunning adventure, even
the trees are the youngest
and the brightest, the day
is shining the best, at night
it lights up passionately,
even the moon and stars
upon the night sky of love
and destined
Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-25-15
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