Sleep Well My Darling - Rondel Prime

Sleep well my darling and your dreams 
of us be at Paris spring time
Rue Du Chat Qui Pêche it seems
Will forever now remain prime
In my mind what the street name means
Street of the fishing cat and I’m
Remembering the many schemes
of us at Paris spring time
When you were in your denim jeans
And we made Eiffel Tower climb
We were then only in our teens
Such effort now seems like a crime
Sleep well my darling and your dreams
Remembering the many schemes
Of us be at Paris spring time
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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