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New York Canister Building
Somewhere in New York City was an upbeat corner building.
Painted in bright lively colors, with awnings and such.
The corner filled with a building shaped like a canister.
colorful petunias, geraniums and daisies smiled at me from boxes.
Interesting people live here, I told myself, and often.
I sat on a stoop, watching people come in and out on a Tuesday.
Making up stories about this one and that one, it was so much fun!
New York City is filled with neighbors and strangers.
In this building I pictured a large network of friends.
Because of the colors and the prettiness and the calm aura.
I wanted to live in this building when I grew up.
My career took me to the west coast, but I thought of this building often.
It was my meditation spot, and my story-idea station.
Copyright ©
Caren Krutsinger
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