Ciao Bella - Poem by Trevor Toews
They said to my little girl
And I knew beauty looks the same
All around the world.
But she didn't understand
All she knew was the smiling face
And the friendly hand.
Some things are a little foreign
Like crepes with fresh nutella
But friendliness is just like home
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