*David Collins* Happy Birthday
Yesterday
Or the day before
We walked from the Metropolitan
Talking about the show,
Over to Madison Avenue
Stopping at all the bookstores.
You bought me those
Slender books on art
We made a collection of,
Two rare ones,
One Matisse,
One Modigliani.
And on down Madison
Past the antique shops
And the restaurants and
That funny hardware store
Which never had
What we were looking for.
And the stores full of gaud
And the crowds pulsing
And the traffic churning by,
All the way to Thirty-Third Street.
All the way holding hands,
Only yesterday
Or the day before?
I only remember
It was spring.
Or the day before
We walked from the Metropolitan
Talking about the show,
Over to Madison Avenue
Stopping at all the bookstores.
You bought me those
Slender books on art
We made a collection of,
Two rare ones,
One Matisse,
One Modigliani.
And on down Madison
Past the antique shops
And the restaurants and
That funny hardware store
Which never had
What we were looking for.
And the stores full of gaud
And the crowds pulsing
And the traffic churning by,
All the way to Thirty-Third Street.
All the way holding hands,
Only yesterday
Or the day before?
I only remember
It was spring.
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