I had an hour until I was meeting
My dear friend
So I walked down Sixth Avenue
From 48th to 3rd
Down past Bryant Park 
Through Herald Square where the bells were heralding the hour 
Past Michaels 
Past the turrets of the Jefferson Market Library 
Into the West Village 
How amazing that the city now
Holds so many memories
Remember being here
Sixteen years ago
And wishing it was where I was lived
How lovely to not need a map
To have Vietnamese in the Village after work
And a drink in an underground bar
To ride the uptown A
And smile at the elderly couple  
Sitting with their legs crossed toward each other 
Her glamorous hat
(Does anybody still wear a hat?!
She does, and well)
The matching gold rings that they've been wearing for fifty odd years
The way they were talking about Hamlet 
They got off the subway at 59th Street 
They probably bought their apartment for a song
Way back when in the Olden Days 
How amazing it is to call NYC home
​I hope I get to be old here, too.