Nature in the City

If you aren’t from here you would think

Big city, fancy things, fancy people

A concrete jungle filled with technological dreams,

But what many don’t see

And most cities don’t have

Is the nature that surrounds us

Giving us an escape from the grind and grime.

Riding through the park

The route has become second nature.

The fresh fall air envelopes me,

Colored leaves float gently down from their branches.

For hours I ride, pushing to the limit,

Refusing to give up my piece of The Golden Country

For even a moment longer than I have to;

My city is a city where brick and grass melt together,

Concrete and trees, giving me the best of both worlds.

From the 826CHI Student Publication: A Flower Blooming in the Dark

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