The car shook, there was a sudden jolt,
I looked out, I knew where we were,
We were in Philly, the City of Neighborhoods, the Birthplace of America, call it whatever name you want.
In this city full of history, I see the Ben Franklin Bridge,
The clean lines, the details, a sigh escaped me,
My hands reached out for the camera, and took a pic right there, from the car.
One never knows when an opportunity presents itself…
Click click click…