by Denise Paduano

Created on: September 10, 2009

New York in winter is truly a treat

Walking far and fast takes a toll on your feet

People rushing about with their cell phones in hand

On the corner a line forms round a hot dog stand

Horns blaze loud as yellow cabs whiz past

Everything in the city seems to move so fast

I can see my breath in the cold day air

I pull my coat tighter and fix the hat over my hair

I pick up the pace to keep up with the crowd

The train rumbles under my feet, fast and loud

Women rush past with shopping bags in tow

I pass Central Park where children play in the snow

I gaze up at the building so regal and tall

Clouds move in tight and the snow starts to fall

I smile to myself at this winter scene

To some it is madness, but to me it's a dream

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