Day 5 NaPoWriMo. Does every little girl dream of Paris? I took French in 6th grade and vowed to someday visit Paris with someone I love. Fast forward to 2012, and I am there with my best friend, Amy, and another girlfriend, Jenny, I love and admire.
This postcard of Paris Monument stamps is a treasure I found at an estate sale shortly after visiting Paris. It had to appear in the World Stamp Collection.
I wanted to write a dreamy, effervescent poem but learned that Paris has not been immune to unrest. The poem then had to express the duality that seems to be inescapable to us humans. In the end, though, Paris will always be on our “must see” list. Enjoy the poem and comment on your favorite parts of Paris.
City of Lights
certainly has had
the best of times
and the worst of times.
Steadfast through all times are
the sparkles of La Tour Eiffel,
the reminder of L’Arc de Triomphe that time pales all “victories,”
Sacré-Cœur dedicated to the sacred heart of Jesus
and his message of simplicity and love,
the architecture of Notre-Dame Cathédrale
part of a progression of temples on this spiritual spot
reminding us that God has many forms and faces.
More than monuments of stone and steel
Paris has a soft inside
like sweet almond macarons in the café at Versailles,
luscious Pain au chocolat in little Pâtisseries,
soft, ripe cheeses in corner fromageries,
the half-smile of Mona Lisa in the Musée du Louvre,
romance and bubbles of real Champagne,
style on display in the shops of the Avenue des Champs-Élysées,
treasures of Les Puces, the fleas, to buy a bit of France for home,
helpful Parisians offering directions and fluent English
sharing their magnificent city with a world of travelers,
travelers adding their own light to the City of Lights.
I was so excited to be in Paris.
Here I am wearing my grandmother’s necklace at Sacré-Cœur. Since she didn’t get to travel or go to high school/college, her necklace goes with me. It helps me remember how many more choices and opportunities I have than in her life.