Quiet courtyard
The last golden leaves of autumn cling tenuously to the branch
and they echo my feelings of departing Paris.
I know when it is time to leave for home,
clinging to the memories,
and knowing that there will be another autumn in Paris,
just as there will be another winter and spring and summer.
The photos are a daily reminder...
le sigh
bon weekend
Village Saint Paul
75004, Paris
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