When I think of Paris<\/p>\n
mostly in my dreams<\/p>\n
but thrice in reality,<\/p>\n
I see my heart fly.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Just the drizzle of chocolate<\/p>\n
on warm and cold profiteroles<\/p>\n
or inside a croissant;<\/p>\n
when I think of Paris<\/p>\n
I glow like a sunrise.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
All those tiny pixels<\/p>\n
in Seurat\u2019s Sunday park<\/p>\n
Rodin\u2019s dainty ballerinas<\/p>\n
hanging greens at Monet\u2019s bridge<\/p>\n
make my eyes pop wide<\/p>\n
and I melt<\/p>\n
with happiness.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Oh, the music!<\/p>\n
When I think of Paris<\/p>\n
a lone guitar, violins<\/p>\n
strings jumping, fingers thumping<\/p>\n
makes a subway ride<\/p>\n
more like a dance hall.<\/p>\n
My soul is bouncing.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The markets!<\/p>\n
I like to say \u201cmarches\u201d<\/p>\n
when I think of Paris<\/p>\n
juicy fruits and crunchy breads<\/p>\n
jeweled tarts and creamy p\u00e2t\u00e9<\/p>\n
make my tongue quiver.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And the Eiffel \u2026<\/p>\n
oh, it stops my breath<\/p>\n
all the city beneath my feet<\/p>\n
what bright jewels to behold.<\/p>\n
When I think of Paris<\/p>\n
it refreshes my mind.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
There, in Paris,<\/p>\n
a friend, of twenty years now, 9-11;<\/p>\n
I think of your calm and comfort<\/p>\n
when those towers crumbled,<\/p>\n
and the world trembled,<\/p>\n
in my mind<\/p>\n
never forgotten.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
– Sandra Johnson, 6\/26\/21<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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