I remember the times
as a child,
when I would go to town.
As it grew dusk
my excitement grew,
as the city lights glowed.
I always imagined
those lights year round
were Christmas lights.
I admired how
they stretched across the land
a little bit of glory.
Turning in my seat
as we headed home,
I waved good-bye
to my secret little lights
cherishing a bit of magic
that city lights had.
as a child,
when I would go to town.
As it grew dusk
my excitement grew,
as the city lights glowed.
I always imagined
those lights year round
were Christmas lights.
I admired how
they stretched across the land
a little bit of glory.
Turning in my seat
as we headed home,
I waved good-bye
to my secret little lights
cherishing a bit of magic
that city lights had.

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