Travel Writing (Poem): Ellicott City, MD

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I wish I were

By Ally

I wish I were
Gushes of wind
That lash away 
The raging torrents sweeping
The iron bridge etched with “Ellicott City.”

I wish I were
Rushes of sunshine
That blaze upon the town
And soak up the deluge of
Water from dirt paths.

I wish I were
Clouds of rain
That gather in the gloomy sky
And drift away from the city steeped in water,
Heading to a land of drought.

I am not any of these,
But my wish still stands
For the fortune of Ellicott City.