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Willem Haenraets Dutch Painter - Paris
A Stroll Down Paris City's Wet Streets
A stroll down Paris city's wet streets.
So, romantic as the Eiffel Tower comes to view.
Vendors line up selling their wares out of carts.
Some shouting, "one euro, one euro only.
The aroma and vibrant colors of seasonal flowers
In buckets, reds, blues, pinks and orange sherbet.
Colorful umbrellas tower
For shade of passer-buyers
In the youthful sunny hours
And the cool refreshing showers.
Evergreen trees so green and proud.
Other trees, bare limbs, leaves dangle tight,
While others drift from the wind thief,
And crunched beneath passerby feet.
Streetlamps a lite as the moon starts to rise,
Still the city streets are full of busy activity.
The sound of the trotting horses
Pulling carriages up and down the main road.
Dizzying lacework of simplicity of life.
10/11/2022
PS, never have been out of the United States.
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