the popcorns, and the doves

by walterdoege

its was some years ago…I sit down in courtyard of Notre-Dame…just enjoying each instant…I spend my time giving popcorns to the doves…so many doves!…from all colors, and temperaments…sometimes I walked around through so lovely streets…and came down to sit and sense the beauty…that beauty was not only in my head…it was autumn…it was a sunny day…it is one of some rememberings that I feel arriving on my soul…during sundown, I watch the poent horizon and a rainbow sky was so close to me…after another little walk I came to a café…near my favorite library in Paris…at this café, the lights of that city highlited my wishes…almost all of them come true…and I could share a dinner in a serene mood