Wednesday, June 8, 2011

the sax

here,
in the busy mist of the city,
i hear a lone saxophone cry to the godfather song,
i searched in vain,
through the alleys streets and crowded people,
to the places of buskers and beggars,
but could not find,
then,
i knew what it meant,
alas tears cluttered my eyes,
Toronto is finally saying goodbye.

yonge-dundas from my window

3 comments:

  1. =( Touching post...sigh, bigger things happening your way, mister...bigger things.

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  2. Here's a toast to ending a chapter, and one more for the road!

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  3. Great picture mate. See you soon in the motherland!

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