New York City
Even in the rain
It remains a beacon
A harbinger of hope
New York City
Friend or foe
Calls us all alike
To its skyscapers
New York City
City made of five
So many people
All under one sky
New York City
Streets and subways
Always busy in the still of night
Peace among the noise
New York City
Epic in its size
Epic in its history
Epic in its events
New York City
Center of it all
In the middle of nothing
New York City
Tags: Poem
March 16, 2010 at 3:25 am |
i’m very impressed! you write beautifully! keep it up…