Thursday, May 29, 2008
Adieu, Boston, City that I've Come to Love
When I first came, I hoped I'd love.
The city, she called, and I followed her song.
I walked the streets to find a life
And what I found, became my home.
The river wound about my waist
Held me tight and never let go.
And always the sea danced so close
The gulls that flew above a testament to the waves
Their call an echo within my heart.
Time felt vast, the clock undone
but so soon it slipped between my hands
Giving way to a distant future
No longer bound to this one land.
I kiss her goodbye, all of her
My tears I give with grace and thanks
In hopes they join the waters that separate.
And I walk away
With promise to return
With my feet on the ground
Or in the skies
To the life I lived once
In which I thrived.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Montreal!
In the middle of April, John David and I took a trip to Montreal together, and experienced what it was to be French Canadian! We tried to speak some french, ate some bagels, and drank some bubble tea...it was wonderful! The city was incredibly diverse, was a bit trashy, and met us with beautiful weather and a mountainous terrain. Montreal gets an A, my baby an A+ for being such a good frenchy tourist with me...
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