she sends wishes to the rooftops below her
with a nod and a sigh
This tiny city seems so big when she's stuck in the middle
tall on a mountain of concrete and asphalt
while thick little raindrops kiss her skin
and she breathes in the air she misses every afternoon on the way home
She inhales the wishes that settled from the rooftops
She feels a gust of peace as she passes the cathedral door
and catches a glimpse of the sad riot of color that paints the windows
The solemn  composition of a prayer carries out into the air
but then softly diminishes among stone and steel
She sighs as she recognizes the harsh beauty
the sad revival
the colorful cold
She sees the world with eyes for beautiful sadness
She loves what surrounds her with hard comfort
and for all it's worth
she knows this isn't where she belongs
So she leaves the concrete behind
and leaves her wishes to the rooftops