City Nights Poem by Ajmacia McQueen

The city is quiet all I can hear is the wind walking past me softly
It's dark but the lights from the building that surrounds me shines as if was a christmas tree.
My thoughts seem to come to me as I walk through this quiet city
The leaves remind of the season as they fall so softly.
Everything seems to get colder as they sky cries I run on the porch of my home to get out the heavens way as it shows its emotion.
I stand still on that porch I close my eyes as I listen as every dropp falls so hard on the ground.
I hear the rain knocking on the windows waking up the people of this city. What such beauty.
This city seems so empty on such a graceful night as this
Maybe this night happened just for eyes to see and my soul to feel, my soul smiling as I feel special.
My body shivers from the tempeture...my time to retire inside has come.
The sky kisses my cheek goodnight, the touch is so cold and wet but the meaning so warm and sweet.
Even if our time was so short, my experience of this night with this city was such an everlasting memory that I will always keep in the pocket of my mind.
Goodnight Boston.