Europe's Finest Tour
We first hailed London, quite a trip,
of London Bridge and “fish and chips”.
Our stay there was hardly over
and suddenly there we were in Dover
waiting at the white cliffs to marvel,
to assimilate, digest and unravel.
Having thoroughly tasted European cuisine,
the finest hotels, Royalty, Parliamentary scenes.
So much to think about and file away
to bring back to mind down the road some day.
We thought about all this and more
as the ferry left Dover for Paris on the far shore.
A trip of a lifetime, here only to highlight
the elegance and grandeur under our spotlight
with passing remarks and observations found
on old, old churches, old villages and towns.
People very polite, of a naturally friendly way,
Hesitate, think and seem to rehearse what they say.
We saw Ann Frank’s home, wooden shoes,
Diamond cutting, glass blowing, the Louvre.
A trip down the Rhine
We tasted their wine.
Florence, Pisa, The Alps, and Venice.
St. Peter’s in Rome and the Chapel of St. Francis
Castles and Monarchs impressive and stoic
Their armies Regal, proven heroic.
They languish in tradition and are willing to share.
Given a few moment of pride, their poignant aire,
Shines forth their love of country and manner.
A trip worth taking, full of grandeur.
© Apr 24, 2010
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