City lights shine bright,
From the hills they are like stars,
Stars that are down below,
The noise of car engines and people rushing,
Can be heard from up here,
Up here is where I live,
Peace and quiet is what I get,
Sunrise and sunsets are what I see,
The coldness of the air in the morning is what I feel,
I may sound like I am bored with this life,
It may be true,
It may be not,
I may envy the city lights that shine,
And I may envy the busy streets they have,
But here, is where I am now,
I will cherish the sunrise and sunsets,
I will cherish the peace and quiet,
And I will cherish the cold air,
Because in many years to come,
I may not know where I'll be,
Maybe I'll be where the city lights stand.
by Chyntia S.Z.
