Windows at Lord &
Taylor gleam with holiday
scenes. Small worlds of joy
NYC Christmas
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Windows at Lord &
Taylor gleam with holiday
scenes. Small worlds of joy
Windows at Lord &
Taylor gleam with holiday
scenes. Small worlds of joy
The heart of the world.
Like fireworks that never fade
explosions of light.
Bryant Park transformed,
craft booths shine with baubles, lit
from within with smiles
My daughters watch the
Gilmour Girls non-stop, wishing
I were Lorelei.
Post-tryptophan, we
watch Forrest Gump and digest
the day’s memories.
Don’t count calories.
Savor silken pumpkin, tart
cranberries. Taste joy.
Tempting smells – so strong
they nearly satiate the
appetite – drift by.
We are all in search
of the quote that defines us.
Self in sentence form.
I’m the kitchen air
traffic controller, and the
oven my runway.
She said her dog’s paws
smelled like Doritos. “She’s nuts”
I thought. Then I sniffed.