CITY BREAK.
 (Brugge)  

Market squares 'n' cobbled stones,
Cigars, chocolate 'n' lace,
Ripple down the water,
Between budding blossoms,
To the sounds of bells and babbling foreign voices,
 Spilling out, sounding over,

Carrying lovers in horse drawn buggies,
Telling out the echoes of a- walled town,
In blissful seasons of the lake of love,
Where both daffodil 'n' daisy trumpet the arrival;
 OF Spring,
 She comes,

Along with the Pen and the Cob, on mirrored glass,
In silver Sun the glistening Saints stands ,
Statuesque, on lofty rooftops high, and taste,
Drinking their atmospheric city,
Beneath all moon shadow, 'n' cloud flag flutter,
And the Belfry dongs again!