We Enter In

Although we intended to take a cable car,
The line was long and slow.
Although we intended to take a bus,
They don’t run that frequently on weekends.
And so we ended up walking

Up.

Everything in San Francisco is either down or

Up.

But we counted that a joy,
Because we entered in to the craziness of this city,
Gorgeous homes with tiny garages,
Parallel parking on steep slopes,
Lombard Street with its curves.

And we entered in to the beauty of the experience,
The Bay in view with dozens of sailboats,
Vibrant flowers and vines,
The Victorian trim, the colorful paint.

I am happy I don’t live here;
I am happy I can visit,

Especially on a sunny, warm day in November.