Reflection from the Tenth Floor

Reflection from the Tenth Floor
By David Smith November 27, 2015

The Tenth Floor reflection fascinates me;
A city lit up as far as I can see;
And the mirror image, from inside, to look without;
Like a walk across the sky, as reflection comes about;
To see the floor projected cross the city wide;
Reflection in the glass as animation is in stride;
To see the mirror image, projected on the City High;
As a bird in flight, as life is passing by;
Picture an eagle waiting for his prey;
What a feeling on top of the day;
To live with the turkeys, or soar through the sky;
To extend personality, the dreams to apply;
To stare out the window, fascinates me;
A child hood memory, the freedom to see.


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