Londoner

I could be a Londoner, walking everywhere 

Along its treed sidewalks and vast parks.

Tube stations at important corners not far from

Simple red brown row houses with clean interiors.

This city is a proof that people can be enriched

Immensely by shared properties – parks, transport,

Museums, markets, coffee shops with yummy

Mustard salt beef sandwich and thick sticky

Blueberry muffin.

I could marry a Londoner, the pretty girl standing

Across from me in a subway car. Her British

Demeanor and wits, and warm hugs that will fill 

My days with joys and wonders.

I always search for a soul home, and I might just

Find one in this isle at the edge of Europe. Its quiet

Diligent people with ferocious independence.

This city is lovely and intelligent as its people are.