I'm a tower of hope, in a stormy sea, A warning or guide, for you and me, My light revolves, a steady friend, Illuminating the path, to journey's end.

You see me upon the ocean high, with white horses I ride. Foundations plunge down to the depths beneath but not to anchor me.

A large city in the US of A, Named after a man who was Governor of two different States, Full of different languages and cultures, come and see, If you have a problem in space, you'll address it to me.

A certain piggy went to one, though that is all we know. Some places still carry the name, but more often it is a farmer's thing. All in all, I am a way to convene and trade with ease.

Portable wardrobes that travel the world, sharing secrets of business and pleasure, wheels whispering stories of wanderlust on airport floors.