Woman in Paris, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
She sits silently at the river Seine
All alone on this frigid winter day
No one near to jostle her to explain
Just her and her thoughts sitting on the quay
She wears a silly smirk upon her face
Wondering how it is she’ll free herself
From a life she feels is so commonplace
One ordered as a library bookshelf
She came with hope to the City of Light
Looking for that something she did not know
An experience that could make life bright
A warmth that would make her lonely heart glow
Beautiful realistic thoughts in this lady in Paris. Thanks 😉