Life in a Day. July 24th 2010.
New York, June 18th 2011.
Would love to be a part of this. If only I lived in New York.
a tale of the night
Quiet and chilly night
If we could just hear them sing, at the very part of it
I wonder what they say, above all
Are they singing lullaby of the crossed street?
Whispering the past to be echoed by the present?
Or are they simply exchanging names of the new born and the fall?
Or might it be then, for the night to keep its faith in wait and hope whilst the morning is near?
-G.M
Posted June 12, 2011 at 1:58pm
