Alive And Well In Tuscany Poem by Justin Gildow

The girls talk about love under an honest tree
The girls smile as they run through the grass and weeds
The girls move through the marketplace and through the fair
As we stand in the distance
Taking in the scenery

We're alive and well in Tuscany
In good health, and in real love
Loving what we see in this country

The architecture feeds into our memories
Leaving in our minds a fantasy
As night comes
The calling is clear for the symphony

We're alive and well in Tuscany
Everything's alive and well in Tuscany
It might be us alone
As we walk these streets
But someone left a light for us
As we press on in Tuscany