Hoos Rah

Autumn in the Tri-State
by Rah Bey

Leaves drift like whispers down city streets,
In colors bold where autumn greets.
Orange and gold paint high-rise beams,
Reflections dance in Hudson streams.

From rivers wide to bridges tall,
Brick and steel embrace the fall.
Skies burn low, the water’s chill,
Yet warmth of color lingers still.

Here’s where the seasons’ stories meet,
In falling leaves and bustling feet.
A canvas vast, the tri-state skies,
Where autumn breathes and beauty lies.

2 years ago