City Dreams

New York

I wonder if the city I love

could be like the city in my dreams

where the sun always shines

and the streets are paved with marble

where there are no worries

but always smiling faces

 

I wonder but I also know

that my city is far from perfect

there are days it seems magical

and days when it is gray and ordinary

people seem uncaring

shouldering their worries

and children run in dirty streets

 

but oh, to have my city

look like no other

with fountains splashing colored rainbows

and parks emerald green

avenues and boulevards lined with trees

and streets spanking clean

stretching for miles before me

 

where gas fumes don’t pollute

and the air is crystal clear

where I can always wear a smile

and people answer in kind

where children play in playgrounds

that look like Alice’s wonderland

and life is just really grand

 

but the city in my dreams

is but a fantasy

in reality my city is always filled with adventure

where the good and the bad mingle

where there are daytime worries

and joyful nights

when the neon lights are so very bright

and people trip the light fantastic

 

my city dreams entertain me

and I can see sailing ships in the harbor

to me my city will always be a dream

no matter what the reality

for I know the truth

I am the dream

my city dreams

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About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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