( To Mario)
As the bus turns up the hill the shapes of Rome appear and my heart beats faster.
Here I am again after all these years, back to where I was happy as a child
Oh my loved city, ancient walls surround you , protecting you from harm
and your cobblestones shine under the night rain..
I smell your scents still alive in my brain and I smile remembering...
the pasta, the music , the wine and those green eyes I will never forget..
Copyright ©2007 Sonia Paz Baron-Vine
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