A City's Spark

Shall I compare you to a city’s spark? You are more beautiful and more lively: Noisy traffic may even reach the park, And alley ways appear all so eerie: Sometimes too hidden nature does reside, And often overwhelming buildings rise; And everything deemed pretty does not bide, By fate or mankind’s deliberate tries; But your enduring spark will not perish Nor will you lose what makes you fine and fair; Nor will age strip the beauty you cherish, ‘Cause through my eternal words you shall bear: As long as the city lights shine and daze, This poem and you shall last endless days.