Saturday, 2 June 2012

Under the Eiffel Tower

Sitting under the tower
Watching the tourists queue
Listening to all the languages
And quietly enjoying the view

Only one lift is working
So the hordes stand in line
Not wanting to walk the tower
Even if it's quicker in time

Mike and Rachel are walking
Up the hundreds of stairs 
I am waiting patiently
Wondering if that's them there

I'm sure it has changed colour
From the memories of my mind
Surprisingly it doesn't seem smaller
 It really is one of a kind

I tried to explain to Rachel
That the tower is massively tall
But she really hadn't got it
She said it made her feel small

And so I sit here waiting
For them to come back to me
And tell me all about their trip
And everything that they did see.

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