This train is packed and taking me away
One stop at the time to destination
The end of a journey back to daydreams
An avalanche of alternatives unveiling new realities.
Farewell New York City kisses to your parks
Thank you for the ride, you never disappoint,
Torn between admiration and a dot of anguish
I cherish your carousel of skyscrapers amid ponds.
Au revoir my Cherie it’s been a privilege
To hold and rest my lips on your new-born baby,
Duelling between your ideas and mine
All I can wish you is for it to be happy and strong.
Bob overheard the man on the caboose say
This train was bound for glory and carried only
The righteous and holy. Loosing notions of time,
I am home.
[Featured photo: Jamaica Station, Long Island]