I have a new window to look out of.
It is a new view and it is not a bad one.
Cars go by, turning the white snow grey.
Smoke and steam billow out from chimneys
and an occasional crane boom works silently in the
far away distance.
The buildings go up so quickly,
you hardly have time to realize
you are being walled in.
The skyline is stolen and sold off to
people that I can only imagine are hardly even
home long enough to appreciate what they have before
they head back to their jobs that
afforded them what they miss on a daily basis.
I still have what I have, while I have it.
That is always true, no matter what.
And today it is grey and drizzling anyway.
I'm not missing anything spectacular.
It is not that cold, but soon everything will
be covered in ice and for a little while
everything will be captured under a
fresh, shiny coat of pure perfection.
If only for an instant.
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