The Interstate that runs from New York City to Montreal.

87 North

Deciduously alive
Off we will drive
Up through the plains
Shall we change lanes?

Oh the wondrous beauty
Feels so good to thrive
Can I have another kiss my love
On this road we will travel

Oh, New York, how you move me
From the city to Poughkeepsie
The shapes and contours
The lines on your face
Up the thruway with style and grace

Poetry by Jonas Garelle
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Written on 2011-01-07 at 02:00

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This road moved you two ways!