As I walk through this strange city,
I’m filled with wonder and curiosity.
It’s a foreign land, with new insights,
And a plethora of new smells that excite.
Faces, they seem familiar at first,
But as time passes, they become diverse.
The longer I stay, the more I see,
How different each person can truly be.
The streets are alive with hustle and bustle,
And I can’t help but feel I’m in a puzzle.
I navigate through the winding alleys,
And I’m struck by the beauty in the valleys.
The sounds of the city are a symphony,
A blend of languages, laughter, and melody.
I’m a stranger here, but I’m welcomed still,
And I find myself feeling a sense of thrill.
I see people going about their day,
And I can’t help but wonder what they would say,
If I were to stop and say hello,
Would they welcome me or tell me to go?
But I push that thought aside,
And continue on with a sense of pride.
I’m exploring this city with open eyes,
And I’m discovering new things with each surprise.
The smells of the city are a blend of spices,
And I’m lured in by the array of choices.
I try new foods and savor each bite,
And I’m grateful for this new insight.
The longer I’m here, the more I see,
The beauty in this foreign country.
The faces that once seemed so familiar,
Are now unique, and I’m becoming a skilled observer.
As I walk through this city, I’m filled with awe,
At the sights, sounds, and smells that I saw.
It may be a foreign land, but it’s now a part of me,
And I’m grateful for this new perspective that I now see.
