As raindrops fall and ripples play,
The city’s heart is on display.
In puddles, we can see the whole,
Reflections of the city’s soul.
The buildings tower, tall and proud,
Their images mirrored in the crowd.
In puddles, we can see the whole,
Reflections of the city’s soul.
The neon lights, a dazzling sight,
Twinkling in the puddles at night.
In puddles, we can see the whole,
Reflections of the city’s soul.
The people rush, in a hurried race,
Their movements captured with grace.
In puddles, we can see the whole,
Reflections of the city’s soul.
The city pulses, alive and bright,
In puddles, it shines through the night.
In puddles, we can see the whole,
Reflections of the city’s soul.
The rain may come and storms may roll,
But still the city’s heart extols.
In puddles, we can see the whole,
Reflections of the city’s soul.