On top of the grassy hill
Where neighborhoods combine
We look out across the sky
City buildings so high
Milwaukee river near by
Thick heat and cool breeze surround us
Friends from all around
Live reggae sounds
Fill our ears
We dance away our fears
No worries here
For now
All is well
We chill...
Looking out
At the skyline
Children run and play
Rolling down hills
Parents smile
And reminisce
On times when they were kids
Good times
At Skyline
Excellent poetry Victoria, awee bit like you Dad in a slight way in the rhythm but truly work of your own. I love this and its one of your best to date I have read. Its a piece you should be proud of. The spirit of this poem is more lovely then Milwaukee itself. Great, great job...
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