Spain Poem by Anne Marron Rensel
Spain
The coastal belt is all most tourists know
In their search for sun, and sand, and sea;
The soul of Spain is safely hid away
Behind old walls within the centuries flow;
Musty facades from which the tourists flee,
But for a few, who feel an urge to pray.
Thursday, January 2, 2003
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