247 (26.03.2015)

I come out of my hotel room to this:
Glorious Paris, sunshine and fresh air
The joyful trundling business woman Miss
Smiles in a happy world without a care.
The busses and Les voiture cruising by
The Pantheon before me looking on
The tricoleur is waving at the sky
While busy students march to the Sorbonne.
The happy smiling, shuffling people win
The joggers' iPhone starting Mapmyrun
The city is awake the days begin
It's like the universe has just begun.
While I write Paris Morning, she's in bed
I'd better get some breakfast bought instead.

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