Copyright 2007  © D. Hoffsommer

Dreamy-eyed country girl
    sittin’ on a split-rail fence
Bullfrogs down by the fishing pond
    croakin’ out their froggy sense
Palomino ponies in the pasture run
    wild, think they’re runnin’ free
Young girl eyes the gathering clouds
    the wind sighs as if in a plea

 
Cool-eyed city boy
    takes a seat in Herald Square
So many people passing by
    few of them really there
Taxi horns honk through the grid locked mess
    cars cutting across the grain
From underground the subway rumbles
    like thunder before the coming rain

'Twixt the two, twin mountains rise
    split, by a river between
Man-made chains of stone and steel
    bind the two it would seem
All the while the river flows
    moving like nothing's there
Above it all the four winds blow
    unfettered, without care.