Morning light kisses cobblestone streets,
As cafes hum with whispers of dreams,
Croissants warm from the baker’s ovens,
Paris awakens in a golden gleam.

By the Seine, artists paint stories untold,
Lovers walk hand in hand, hearts unfold,
Eiffel’s tower stands tall and proud,
A symbol of love in the bustling crowd.

In afternoon’s embrace, markets thrive,
Fresh fruits, cheese, and wine come alive,
Laughter and chatter fill the air,
French life, lived without a care.

Evening falls with a gentle sigh,
Lanterns glow under the twilight sky,
In the city’s rhythm, hearts find peace,
A day in Paris, where dreams never cease.