I fell for the girl, and I fell for the city,
How not to love the place where she aged so pretty?
The streets witnessed her first steps, a dance of grace,
Where alphabets were learned, and childhood embraced.

Clouds, shielding her from the sun's golden ray,
Holding memories of her earliest, carefree play.
The air, a companion to her every breath,
Schools where friendships blossomed, a foundation set.

Parks where she first soared on a swing's delight,
The breeze, a gentle caress from the Nile's might.
I adore the city that cradled her tender smile,
A haven of joy, a space where dreams compile.