Times Square Poem by Phil Soar

I followed crowds through Times Square
No-one knew that I was there
The hustle and bustle generating pace
All this just like a human race
With stores bulging with shoppers
Red buses with public 'hop on-hop offers'
Colours so vibrant on building walls
While no-one notices me at all
Tickets for every available thing
Balloons for kids tied up with string
A social mixture of young and old
Some quite quiet and some so bold
Crowds bring fun to a vibrant place
Smiles all on more than one face