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Seagulls squawk and pigeons coo; What they’re saying – I’ve no clue. They just do what they must do To make it in the city. Ferries float and tugboats tug; Friends meet up and give a hug. Maybe readers sigh and shrug – More musings? ‘Tis a pity! Still, I sit outside and write At my favorite local site, Gazing to my heart’s delight At views I find so pretty…

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Date: 12/14/2021 4:04:00 PM
always a joy to read your poems I can see the scenes so vividly... perhaps one day I will get to NYC and meet you and see these sights for real:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 12/13/2021 12:25:00 PM
I feel I am in NYC listening.
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Date: 12/10/2021 10:11:00 AM
Thank you for the inspiration! Aloha! Rico
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Date: 12/9/2021 5:18:00 PM
That's actually quite a novel idea there, ilene. That is, that seagulls and pigeons do what they have to do to make it in the city. I wonder if they sell drugs and run numbers too. ~ gw
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Date: 12/9/2021 12:49:00 PM
This is such a delightful poem, Ilene, calling to mind that we all have our places of inspiration. We all do what we do, and rightfully so. Good thinking; wonderful writing.
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