I had a random chat today
With a friendly girl
From the Bronx
She talked of the way
The buildings tickled the sky
And how the runners
Ruin central park for everyone
She spoke softly
About the sheer size of it all
While looking up at the sky
From the center of Manhattan
She said she loved poetry
And that I should dedicate to her a poem
And so
I dedicate this simple poem……
To a friendly girl from the Bronx