Cherry
Blossoms In Paris
Bloom
about this time of year.
Why
are they here?
I
can't begin to fathom.
I
stroll down a street in Paris,
looking
for them,
and
looking at the clock on my
watch,
ticking,
tocking looking for freedom
from
the sin of time.
French businessmen hurry back and
forth,
on their way to work,
because
it is morning.
I
take the double-decker bus all the
way
home.
Now
it is time for my nap.
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