Letras
Cobblestones, Guggenheim, bare trees
Reservoir, cracks in a wall, fallen leaves
Two little girls making snow angels
For dad to see
Cigarette, sailor's coat, it's getting dark
Winding paths, stone steps, sound of cars
Lights coming on inside and outside
Central Park
I'm suspended now and when
Nothing happens here my friends
A bus is late, a rainy day
Photos of a friend of mine
Passing time
Myths of friends, heroic deeds, history
Magic beads, beginner's love, scraped up knees
Two little boys stealing crab apples
From neighbor's trees
Shining eye, auburn hair and a backward glance
A snapshot in a penguin suit at a senior dance
Hearts getting hardened to the breakup
Of first romance
Nothing's ended, gentlemen
All the trappings, means and ends
Hudson Bay, the appointed date
Of a lover's valentine
Passing time
Rays of light ripple glass, a room to cross
Specks of dust drifting out and landing lost
Two longtime friends reading Walt Whitman
And Robert Frost
Cup of tea, cotton robe, a winter scene
Corridors, elevators, a reckoning
Outside the window two snow angels
Are beckoning