Marseilles
written by: John Drudge
We drove the coast
From Provence
And hit the harbor
As the clouds darkened
The old stone prison
In the bay
At the mouth
Of the old port
We grabbed the best table
Under the awning
At the little bistro
By the water
Where the fishing boats
Lined the marina
And ordered Bouillabaisse
As the rain fell harder
And the baby fussed
Just a little
Falling back asleep
As we held hands
And drank red wine
And savored our new forever
Beyond the crossroads
Of our youth
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