Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Day 26 of Poetry Month

The sun is shining and I'm feeling good today. I was looking back at the many trips I've made to Paris, France. A great city with so many sights and lots of very tasty food.

Les Trois Moutons en Mai
Eating outside on the street at a Chaillot café,
looking back— à la vie laissé derrière.
Remembering old friends not seen in years;
remembering— une grande fête avec vous —
toasting with a respectable Bordeaux.
Feasting on— brie et raisins avec des craquelins —
Wondering how the old homestead is; 
writing a postcard— à ma grand-mère —
lost in the past.
Entering—la future—
Living and loving the thought of it all—
ici à Paris.

© Catherine Woods 1999, 2016

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