By the banks of the Nervión river
In the cool of the chestnut trees
I watched a wayward fallen leaf
Tumbling along in the breeze;
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A wonderful flow and cadence to this poem, the title hooked me in, a pleasure reading this. Thank you. HG: -) xx p.s. the knitting needles were almost 'click-clicking' as I read this! !
grandly European. i did'nt know the trams were that colour in Bilbao. i fell in love myself with Barcelona. thanks for a good story. john