Wednesday, June 4, 2025

Lunch on Third Avenue

Had lunch with a friend

And we sat in the shade

In a sidewalk arrangement

The restaurant made.

 

I live on the east side

And she on the west.

We meet to catch up

At each other’s request.

 

The corner was busy

And traffic zipped by.

With sirens and buses,

I’m not gonna lie,

 

The noisiness level

Was blaring and loud,

Plus bulldozers rolled

As pedestrians cowed.

 

Construction just added

More rat-a-tat-tats,

With shouts from the workers

In safety-type hats.

 

My friend and I chatted,

Our voices both raised,

Delighted to be there,

New Yorkers unfazed.

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