Winter in New York

A HAZY SHADE OF WINTER

Time, time, time
See what’s become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter

Seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won’t you stop and remember me
At any convenient time?
Funny how my memory skips
Looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
I look around
Leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Look around
Leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground
Look around
Leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground – Paul Simon “A Hazy Shade of Winter”313741_226394600748084_811219816_n 329580_224208027633408_580277479_o 12573710_970242289696641_4375726313958436370_n 12640318_970373489683521_7840965052738670083_o 12628509_970459013008302_2739623846133083596_o

Astoria, New York

Astoria, New York