Let Go, Accept, Move On

Color My Palate

Once upon a time,
There were two hotels:
the Waldorf and the Astoria
from the family of Astor
A premiere hotel 
Was born from the two:
the first to offer room service-- 
a historic place 
where several historical figures stayed
most significant of those--
Ms. Monroe, herself!
One afternoon,late Summer 
an idea was born
a celebration declared:
NYC, Broadway, the Waldorf Astoria

Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Broadway, the Waldorf Astoria
we yelped.

Tickets were bought,
Rooms were booked,
we waited.

Two months had passed,
but the time had arrived,
we were to check,
check into the hotel.

We entered with glee,
skipping up the staircase
like Americans in Europe, 
we walked in gawking
the walls, 
the ceilings
memorizing it all--
a historical moment.

Just then we entered,
A small, small room--
Old and expensive
Two beds;
carpet 
from a time 
long, long ago

This is it? I thought Where's the magic…

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