The Momma Clan

In the city of lights, so grand and tall,

Stands a marvel that enchants us all,

Oh, how my heart begins to flower,

For I adore the Eiffel Tower.

Its iron arms reach out so high,

Kissing the clouds in the Parisian sky,

A symbol of love, forever it’ll tower,

And in my heart, it holds such power.

At night, it sparkles, a dazzling sight,

Bathing the city in a golden light,

A beacon of hope in the midnight hour,

Igniting my love for the Eiffel Tower.

Hand in hand, we stroll nearby,

Beneath its arches, you and I,

Together we find romance’s bower,

Gazing at the wondrous Eiffel Tower.

In every season, it stands with grace,

A timeless beauty, no time can erase,

My affection for it will never sour,

For I cherish the Eiffel Tower.

So, as the years continue to pass,

And memories of Paris amass,

I’ll forever hold this love in my core,

For the Eiffel Tower, I truly adore.

-Dr. Arwa Saifi