What New York City Means to Me

My Home

Inner City battles the glorious glass buildings
that soar to the sky with ultimate ease,
This is New York City and

That swaggering, jazz-like lexicon,
Where Broadway dreams ignite,
The bustle and sass of Midtown,
And Central Park jaunts by

Pounding the pavements of New York City a cat

Slinks and slides between carriages and cars

Smelling perfume on the upper-side

The Apple City New York

While listening to Schumann's "Arabesque"
and "Fantasiestche" for the Mozart B flat Sonata,
I feel