In the great hall with benches
light gathers with color.
Footsteps and voices,
excitement and muse…
I sit and wait
in the great hall.
Hours of day—
dawn’s turning through eve,
keys to the gate,
they leave the great hall.
The muse and I still wait
with your smile,
Mona Lisa.
--ak 6/10/01
My dream is to travel to France one day. I bet its beautiful there with all the Art and beautiful country and history. Did you like it?
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