Bright lights
Dark nights
On a pullout
I can hear the dogs shout
Walking around
Cars and honking makes me frown
On a boat
I excited as ever
I’ll see the Statue of Liberty
Her copper greenish color
Puts sparkles in my eyes
The torch was so high like the skyscraper
Like a misty fog the memory
Starts to fade as I grow old
I still visit New York but I
Will never forget that
Statue