"A City's Song"
You are always coming along.
Humming and singing a song.
You're the city that never went wrong.
You endure and are strong.
People love the streets and buildings for their beautifully colored art.
They're always there for you to make a fresh start.
With the time you spend there, you never part.
To live there you must have plenty of love in your heart.
I miss the many cities' golden arks that I discovered in Frisco's parks.
Love to the city by the azure bay.
I am there to stay, nothing more can I say.
Love the Haight.
By Jonathan Billet
11.23.13.
I just saw this poem now, Jon. (I'm catching up on posts I have recently missed.) Well, as one whose heart is always in San Francisco, how could I not love this? You definitely left your heart here!
ReplyDeleteI love this poem. I just shared it on Facebook.