In the heart of Provence, where lavender sighs,
The fields stretch wide beneath azure skies.
A gentle breeze carries the scent of bloom,
Stirring dreams within the afternoon’s plume.

The Loire meanders through ancient lands,
Where castles stand like sentinels grand.
Her waters glisten in the golden light,
Reflecting the dance of day and night.

Amidst the Alps, where peaks kiss the clouds,
Silence sings with snow’s gentle shrouds.
Wildflowers burst in vibrant display,
As nature paints the end of day.

In Brittany, where the sea meets the shore,
Waves whisper tales of legends of yore.
The cliffs stand tall, in steadfast grace,
Guarding the secrets of this blessed place.