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Living Italia

Growing up Italia 
stone walk ways 
villages with garden 
walls floral pastel 
creeping across 

olive branches 
picking merlot 
from the trees 
soft leather straps 
surrounding my 

bronzed feet espresso 
fountains leaving a faint 
aroma the scent of coffee 
for miles Italian icy 
naturally churn ancient 

ruins enhances my sight 
Venice pour into valleys 
and canals while Vicenza 
always seems to call 


Written by Yolanda Nicholsen

Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen

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