THE CITY OF ROYAL OAK

March 19, 2018
By Anonymous

I Hear Horns,
I Hear People,
I Hear Footsteps,
I Hear Rain.
This Is The City Of Royal Oak.

I Smell Gas,
I Smell Smoke,
I Smell Food,
I Smell Moist Air.
This Is The City Of Royal Oak.

I See Cars, Of All Sizes,
I See People, All Dressed Differently,
I See Stores, All Have Bright Lights,
I See A Train, Carrying All Kinds Of Items.
This Is The City Of Royal Oak.

I Hear An Urban City,
I Smell A Big City,
I See A Downtown Corridor.
This Is The City Of Royal Oak.


The author's comments:

This poem is about the city that I live in and all that accompanies the city. In the poem I describe everything the city has to offer, from the cars to the different types of resturants or buildings.


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