Snazy Filazy #3: The innocents' desire

The man's eyes were gentle, a light, dreamy blue,
So friendly, so trusting, like someone she knew.
But not from this town, no he didn't quite fit,
His smile alone was so nice and different.
Like he actually wanted to be where he was,
Not running away from the Baltimore buzz.
"Excuse me, dear lady?" Another man said,
Snapping back to reality, her cheeks turned bright red,
The doorman had caught her from hitting the ground,
Snazy smiled, then thanked him, while looking around.
Her mind wasn't set on the fact that she fell,
Instead her thoughts skipped back to what she knew well,
A light bubbly feeling, a sweet lively tune,
Where did the man go? She had to know soon.
His straw hat completed that country-boy look,
There was something about him, oh how her heart shook.
A car zoomed right by and then screeched to a halt,
Almost hitting a woman who yelled "It's your fault!"
The battle went on about why to blame who,
Yes this anger made up the town that she knew.
Steam rose from their heads and the clouds became dense,
Rain fell from the sky while she got a quick glimpse,
Of unhappy faces and frustrated frowns,
The storming, the blunder of negative sounds.
One woman stood out from all of the rest,
With her bright yellow heels and a show-girly dress.
She passed by with a pep in her step, filled with glee,
Snazy lit up inside feeling quite wonderfully.
To know that under these clouds of dark rain,
Were people like Snazy who shook off the pain,
Of real world problems through upsetting times,
Living life so upbeat like some uplifting rhymes.