A day of peace just on our own
Oh what a lovely treat
An early meet in morning light
To take our dull green seat
A tour of London all in yellow
Warm dry feet despite a Thames ducking
A jolly guide that kept hearts warm
Before walking in rain with your butterflied umbrella
Getting damp and avoiding puddles we sought out the Morpeth Arms
Target found we went inside and climbed up to spy glass room
With fire a burning and stunning views there was nothing else to want
Pie and salad and drinks and chat
Soon gave us second wind
Two minutes walk upon Millbanks way
And we were at Tate Britains entrance
After a false start with no cloakroom ticket
We took the stairs to the pre raphaelites exhibit
With all it's symbolism and deep rich colours
We stood at each picture with wondering gazes
Just why is that head in a pot full of basil
The angels wings red and the bible a flutter
Puzzles to unravel favourites to find
But that was it for the day as our realities beckoned
Along the embankment we are all kisses and cuddles
We moved on again but with no known destination
An ignore of the tube the ring of Big Ben
We went for the bridge and settled for half
It's where we first kissed and we did it again
So now when we see it on big screen or telly
We'll remember with pleasure
That Westminster bridge is our place for ever and ever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem