I visited the Statue of Liberty a few days ago. I was somehow not able to convey my experience while talking to my parents, I thought why not try writing.
Here is the result.
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The Liberty Lady
She stands tall, strong and staunch
Her face speaks her thoughts
Beyond our reach, above us all
She holds the torch, Still in-spite of us all.
Her brain is her beauty
You feel privileged to be up there
Accomplished and satisfied
Yet safe, up there
The viens are visible, her age is not
Those windows don't open
Yet breathes she strong
As thick as two coins, her skin is thin
Yet thick-skinned she seems
Fighting all those winds
Climbing up her guts, you dare not look down
Look up if you might
Her length inspires us all
Someone felt uneasy, couldn't think she said
Yet I was all jolly,
climbing up the stairs
No knowledge did I have, none still do I
Copper she wears,
painted green with the blue.
I would have stayed there, all day long
But I thought I was intruding,
Right under her throne
Reaching down to the pedestal
You seem to have touched her feet
The dream is almost over
You are alone to face the breeze
Back on the way to the mainland, I bid her goodbye
She looked straight right at me, holding her books tight
All liberty I thought, is in holding my books right.
