Cityscape

A tugboat, a ferry, a Circle Line cruise

All chug by on the river, for me to peruse.

A breeze gently blows as the waves settle down

As I soak it all up here on my side of town.

 

A ‘copter flits past with propellers a ‘whirl;

A scooter glides by with a helmeted girl.

A yappy white dog trots, his owner in tow

And sitting here clinches the truth that I know:

 

I’d rather be out on this riverside bench

(For no vista but this will my urban soul quench)

Than be anywhere private, with similar sights

For this cityscape fills me with all that delights.