The Windy City, poetry written by Debra Sasak Ross at Spillwords.com
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The Windy City

The Windy City

written by: Debra Sasak Ross

 

I love the smell of the earth
After a fresh Spring rain on the oily rainbow asphalt.
I love the reflection of the city’s lights
As they dance off the shore of the lake.
I love the sound of the El train
As it thunders through this big, old city.
I love the displays at Christmas time
As we window shop down State Street.
I love the twinkle of the Christmas tree lights
While sleeping children dream,
But most of all
I love the pure white blankets of undriven snow
As they cover the windy city.

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