Nighttime in Pittsburgh

The rain falls softly from the spangled sky
And leaves a sheen of starlight on the ground
Beneath me. Far away, a siren calls
And adds its hollow crying to the tears
That drench my skin and quench my soul. Nearby,
The city lights all sparkle through the dark
And join the stars to frolic in the rivers.
I sit beside a bridge, its steel so strong
Against my back, and feel the heartbeat of
This city. My city. I’m home at last.

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