Life in New York City

The city that never sleeps, the Big Apple and a concrete jungle are some of the words you often hear to describe New York.  With endless honking of car horns, wailing sirens of emergency vehicles and thousands of tourists you would wonder why anyone would want to go there.

For me, after my first visit in 2009 I was hooked and I’ve been back six more times.  I have to say I LOVE NEW YORK.  Let me take you on a whirlwind tour around this vibrant and amazing city .....


Life in New York City

Rain in New York city
Man, it’s been a blast
Crazy people strut their stuff
The pace is really fast

Early morning rush hour
With coffee on the run
A bagel or an omelette
Or salami on a bun

Buildings lost up in the clouds
Yellow cabs race by
Billboards with their neon lights
And planes up in the sky

Apartments by the thousands
Line every single street
Where people find seclusion
And policemen walk their beat

The double decker buses
Weave their way through town
Tourists sitting side by side
Going up and going down

Central Park and Harlem
And all the Avenues
Windows full of merchandise
There’s always something new

Dogs walk on the pavement
Happy as can be
Ears perked up and tails wag
And peeing on a tree

The boats out on the Hudson
Cruise endlessly each day
Cars they cross Manhattan Bridge
To travel far away

Silver carts sell hot dogs
A man is shining shoes
He'll make the leather sparkle
While you read the morning news

People talk on cell phones
Needless things to say
Or maybe telling someone
Of how they spent their day

Wine bars full of workers
Their day is at an end
Money has been won and lost
They’ve come to meet a friend

Homeless men and women
Take refuge every night
In parks or near the subway
A sad and sorry sight

The crowds they start to gather
As Broadway comes alive
Jersey Boys or Phantom
Or maybe 9 to 5

This city makes me want to walk
A mile or maybe three
I share a smile with strangers
They smile right back at me

Terror paid a visit
Destruction was their goal
But nothing will defeat you
Or take your heart and soul

To come here each and every year
Now that I can arrange
New York you have to promise me
That you will never change!




Copyright : Jennifer Bates 2016

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