Maybe

it’s the angle,

the way it’s wedged in

 there between Broadway and

Seventh, like some inconsiderate teenager, all

knees and elbows, smack in your face, saying hey, look at me!

I’m hot! I’m cool! I’m what’s happenin’ in this town!

And you have to look, ‘cause it’s up there flashin’

the latest fashion, droppin’ names in lights,

every day and night, America

the Beautiful

right here.

This

is the be all to

end all, the Ball, the buzz,

 the bustle, the hustle, huddled masses

yearning to breathe free, yet lingering to see

who’s king of the world today.

Coast to coast,

this

is the most

memorable mecca for a good time

had by all on vacations, celebrations, and senior

trips, for honeymoons, anniversaries, championships.

Through depression, recession, death threats and

bad debts, it’s New York, it’s a helluva town,

 and the lights! Oh, the lights! Though

you walk through the valley

of the shadow of death,

Life is always

 bright

in

Times Square.

© by Jayne Jaudon Ferrer.
Used with the author's permission.