~Bon Lundi Matin~

When I was a girl I dreamed of Paris; I wandered through it in my mind day and night.

I dreamed of the Eiffel Tower as if someday it would stand before me; finally within arm’s reach and in plain sight.

I desired the romance, the wine, and the cheese.

S’il vous plaît, mon amie pretty please….

From the corners of The Louvre to the top of Arc de Triomphe I wished to cross the great Transatlantic Sea.

With French blood running through my veins, I felt connected; my ancestor’s spirits must have called.

For as the years aged me my bucket list extended to Big Ben, The Vatican, and the mighty Berlin Wall.

Further investigations of the European beauties that lay miles and miles away, sparked my intrigue so intensely I must say.

To a land far away I still have a yearning to explore; from the croissants, Moulin Rouge,  and so much more! 🙂

Now I’m a woman dreaming of Paris; for it is merely two flights away.

I will finally fly to my dream land; I will go to Paris and there I may just have to stay! 🙂

~Je rêve de Paris~