Atlanta
What is this that I see
Before my eyes so beautifully
Here's a city I've come to love
A place called home and I succumb
City of the South, City of Dreams
A city where all is happening
I can't resist the sweet iced tea
nor the home cooked meal of biscuits and gravy
Cornbread, Stew, Chicken Fry, Meatloaf, and Ribs
Grandma's secret recipe of Peach Cobbler, I always get first dibs
Everyone here always says "Hello"
They smile and wave as we pass and go
I never know who they are but they comfort me so
It's that Southern Hospitality that if you visit you'll know
The city itself sparkles and shines
With gleaming lights and flashing windows, where you can shop and dine
Upscale, downscale, whatever you want it's here
This city will charm you every time you are near
Come during Fall and the leaves paint Red, Orange, and Yellow
If it's Winter and it snows consider yourself a lucky fellow
Spring will bring a sneeze, but with it the pleasant sight and smell of blossoming flowers
Summer will bring you to Lake Lanier or downtown in the park where there is shooting high water showers
Make sure you take the time to enjoy the outdoors
Climb a 100 year oak tree or raft down the Chattahoochee with if you like a pack of 4
Or run up to the top of Stone Mountain where you will stand in utter bliss
Of the marvelous sight of the skyline at dusk, reach over to give your sweety a kiss
This place is my hope, my happiness, my dreams, and my home
Where great minds live and great events unfold
So welcome to Atlanta and enjoy your stay
But beware, you may not want to leave at the end of the day
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good tribute
raskin
Nice tribute to a lovely
Nice tribute to a lovely city. Atlanta is a lot of fun. Peace, NSF
Atlanta
Described Atlanta, quite well.
I live outside of Atlanta, GA, but I could relate to your mention of interests in this poem.
Nance :)