(Reposting)

Oh ye little city of warmth

Your beauty did you from me first hide

Behind your hilly shadow

That first greets every novel eye

 

Behind your hilly curvature

And the soothing breeze

Hides in waiting

The best of nature’s gifts!

 

In your bosom

Lies the thrill of splendour

And scenic beasts

That roam the wild

Yet close to humans

In harmony reside

 

In your bosom

Did I behold a priceless gem

Whose dazzle, like a diamond

Hypnotised me

Opening dreams of possibilities

 

Yet,

Pardon me little bubbly city

For shall I not think of you

Without in better measure,

Thinking of the jewel

That illuminates your brow

 

 

 

 

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