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Jun 2018
I’ve not been there but would love to go
to a country rich with dancing, singing
full of life, cathedral bells all ringing
Lush vines, glistening purple berries grow

Pasta carbonera and gelato
Gustatory satisfaction bringing
Romantic dinners while hearts are winging
blushing Crimson wines, candlelight aglow

walking cobbled streets beneath heaven’s blue
being sung to in gondola reclined

ancient ruins, arts and mountain view
fountains for wishing, two hundred year steps to climb

street vendors, smiling faces greeting you
a peaceful, joyous way to spend one’s time.
Attempt at an Italian sonnet...emphasis on the "attempt"  :-)
Mary-Eliz
Written by
Mary-Eliz  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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