Hudson River Distortions

Those days now seem a distant memory,

Or maybe I dreamt them,

Or maybe I imagined them, 

As I stared out onto the Hudson,

I remember you were there,

Or maybe I dreamt that you were,

Or maybe I imagined you were

From a rooftop on the riverside

As I stared down onto the Hudson

The waves tried to wash the images from my minds eye,

Distorting what I thought I knew in the murky current,

Leaving salty remnants of a time,

Rinsed away with tears of sorrow,

For what was,

Or what I thought was, 

Or what might have been.