Rues Silencieuses

• Zara Hamilton, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2018

I walked through the silent streets of Paris,
the rain falling ever so quietly.
Landing on trees, rooftops and into crevices on the cold bare ground.
The sudden roar of a passing garbage truck shook the ground, then silence struck again.
The street lights dimmer, the sky lights glimmer, in the streets of Paris, France.