The boulangerie worker recognizes me
“Ça va?” he says, and I agree
“Oui, ça va! Merci, et vous ? ”
He smiles and continues getting other customers through
The Paris streets are spotted with rain
The puddles try to clean the streets in vain
My espresso is decadent, rich and bold
My croissant flakes a buttery gold
I look down and can’t help but to see
My very large, very pregnant belly
Baby senses my attention and begins to dance
Nine months pregnant, living in France
We’re so grateful to be living here
With healthcare is high quality and free
Not worrying if we can afford health care bills
Provides us with great relief
Two babies in two years!
We’ve surely learned a lot
We’re thankful for affordable childcare
Which is based on income (duh, why not?!)
We love our trips to the museums
We play on playgrounds and at parks
When we view beautiful old buildings
Our imagination sparks
I get to the stairs of the metro
“Excusez-moi, pouvez-vous m'aider?”
I ask a Parisian for help with the stroller
And quickly I’m on my way
Their known for their coldness, true
But it’s not something I’ve endured
They’ve always come through when I’ve needed help
For this, I’ve become assured
Dreams of staying here forever
Flicker through our minds, no doubt
The unique and special parts of Europe
Each carry their own clout
Travel, history, art, and language
Are all special on their own
But add in socialized healthcare and a safe education
And it’s easy to think here could be home
There’s no way to replace family
And we miss our dear friends more each year
If we could have our cake and eat it too
We’d scoop them up and bring them all here!
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