The River

I love to walk in Central Park –
What joy it does deliver!
But sometimes, I am in the mood
For walking by the river.

I’m talking East, not Hudson,
‘Cause it’s close to where I live;
Though it isn’t Central Park,
It has a lot to give:

The gently rolling water
With the sun’s reflected rays;
The boats, sometimes the Circle Line,
Creating waves and sprays.

The seagulls, looking much more regal
Than their pigeon friends;
The Roosevelt Island tram, whose cable
Gracefully suspends.

It’s peaceful by the river.
It allows your mind to rest;
And next to Central Park
It is the place I like the best.