Today, was warm, albeit not so for some,
Those in the hospital, got little,
Of this enchanting life,
Like the Geneva water fountain..
It thrills the disenchanted souls,
Pain flowing through the veins,
Like river water
through small streams Flowing from Zurich Mountains,
The Alps shading white snow,
In this land of the brave!
The statues of valor lay every corner,
Echoing somber yesteryears of war honor,
For the tranquil seen beneath,
Is a tributary of blood
Lost in the wars,
With the French, the Romans so to speak..
This elderly in thier 70s couple sunbathing,
Across the bright shadows of the yard
The Alpines ayonder,
As clean river beds continued to flow…
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