Dublin
Nothing beats a walking tour
To get to know a city,
To learn about the pretty spots
As well as those quite gritty.
In Dublin, with a guide named Rex,
We zipped along the streets
And laughed a lot while learning of
Its cool historic treats.
And then to a museum,
An exhibit of Vermeer.
How fortunate it was displayed
While on our visit here.
This all was on 2 hours sleep
But still, we plodded on.
A Guinness and some fish and chips
Until our strength was gone.
In bed at 6! But rested now,
My mind anticipates
The coming day with much to see -
A new adventure waits.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2017
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