Christmas time in New York

In this darkest hour
I find beauty in the night
Within the hustle and bustle of the city
I find peace of mind

Some may not agree
but the glow of Manhattan
has always made a way for me
The aroma of the pizzarro
The rumble of the subway
gives me a longing
that never seems to pass away

These Christmas displays in shop windows
taking the oldest of the roaming
back to their childhood
that lingers, entices
that nostalgic spirit that remains
misunderstood

I hope, in this darkest hour
you find beauty in the night
Within the hustle and bustle of the city
find magic at Christmas time