Grand Central Terminal

Grand Central Terminal.

There is no other like you.

Keeping the pace through

the calm and the hectic.

Providing light through your

mullioned windows.

The watcher of it all.

The keeper of schedules.

But most of all, 

the keeper of time for those

passing through your lofty gates.

SMELL THE FLOWERS

Who bothers to stop and smell the flowers?

We’re too busy each day.

Most of us don’t even have flowers.

But we have imaginations.

We can use them to escape.

From the mundane.

From our work.

From the everyday.

To explore new dimensions.

New places.

Far away places.

The cat has it right.

Stop and smell the flowers.

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