The Tower

I stroll down the twisting cobblestone streets
Making my way towards the beloved tower
Little corner store bakeries with good eats
Capture my attention for the hour

The sun crawls down the heavenly sky
Leaving shadows of the day behind
The bells of Notre Dame intensify
Announcing for the city to unwind

I finally witness the iron bones that hold her high
She is majestic in all her glory
For she knows she is the public’s eye
She has marked her territory

She has felt the wrath of war
And yet she still firmly stands
Terrorizing bombs have rattled her core
And yet she looms over the land she commands

She is the symbol of love and light
Despite the darkness that surrounds
She is a beacon in the night
For her unwavering stability astounds

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