Paris

Light blue awning in midafternoon sun, 

Pastries with a side of laughter, 

How magical the world is. 

Cobblestoned streets, 

Singing in the rain, 

Houses in neat rows, 

Walk along the river, 

Lit at night by lamplight. 

How gradually the world shifts,

From day to night, 

Twilight hours put you at rest, 

You’ve slept the best in years, 

Bustling life outside your window, 

Midmorning croissants, 

Terraces shading over sidewalks, 

C’est la vie, 

You find yourself here,

In the City of Lights, 

Rekindle one in yourself.