Raging storm
Under fallen leaves and
debris
Small fears hiding
Vastness of St. Sulpice
The walls are keeping
secrets
The rose to rise
Evening settling
Sacre Coeur and Paris below
A guitar playing
In front of Sorbonne
Fragrance of linden trees
Pigeons fly by
Sunday morning bells
Filling village, fields and
woods
Butterfly flutters
Housekeeping
Parents on vacation
They’re still at home
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