In the heart of Paris, where dreams take flight,
Cobblestone streets whisper tales of the night.
Cafés bustling with laughter and light,
A symphony of life, pure and bright.
The Seine flows gently, a poet’s muse,
Bridges arching over, sharing the views.
Under the moon, lovers often choose,
To dance in shadows, where romance brews.
In Provence fields, where lavender sways,
Golden sun showers on endless days.
Villages quaint in a timeless haze,
Life moves slowly, in charming ways.
Beneath the Eiffel, the city unfolds,
Art and culture, stories untold.
French life, a treasure to behold,
A tapestry rich, woven in gold.