Giant barge sliding by,  

Leafless trees bid spring,

An ungloomy farewell.

Winter reflects its glacial face,

In the Hudson,

A Gull rides stilted,

its slowness,

Even as the river displays

 Fractions of gray sky,

Lazy waters scroll by.

A mother, her daughter,

Observe, smile, giggle,

Contrasting the solemn geography.

Selfies feigning to mimic,

True photography.

A row of crows lined up,

On an old forgotten

Bungalow’s rooftop.

Torrential rains, dripping chimneys,

The duo’s cosy airbnb,

Gazebos galore,

Bungalow’s rooftop.

Church steeples of lore,

Grass both green and brown. 

A discreet native pub,

Sizzlers with Beer,

Surprises with local cheer.

Hudson by the Hudson

Displays stillness in winter,

A perfect getaway,

The routine splinter,

An imagery’s mosaic,

Drawing a collage eclectic,

Befitting the holiday album.