my city

I don't have a lot to say about this. I just needed to write something.

scrape my shoes on this cement

sometimes snow falls here

I hoped today would stay clear

these buildings, tall like giants

seem so cold,

but if you listen long enough 

they spin stories 

there's a feeling here, 

I love too much

so the snow will never stop me

from seeing the city I love

when I see these walls,

this is true art

and when I watch these people,

I can feel my heart

And every time I come back 

I see so much more

so I cant help but feel that this

city was made

just for me.

my city, my lights, my people

the snow will never keep me from

your memory will melt away 

with the rising sun.