 I might stay silent for a while behind Charlie Chaplin... |
 I might enjoy the wild beauty of a stormy lake.... |
 I might agree that blue and yellow are a good match... |
 I might taste one ( or two) Cathy's biscuits... |
 I might visit a cabinet-maker's shop... |
 I might climb a wisteria stair to get to a sunny balcony... |
 I might go to see if there is anyone in the Town Hall.... |
 I might pay attention to what others too often neglect.... |
 I might remember a poem by Edgar Allan Poe... |
 I might find Venice out of a garage.... |
 I might take shelter in the peace of hidden courtyards... |
 I might let a hungry dog dream that the portions will be as huge as the cutlery |
 I might look for murals... |
 I might follow the path which the sun shows to me... |
 I might meet a local cat and visit his home... |
 I might park by a quiet fountain, dreaming of further holidays.... |
 I might walk over a nearly deserted small square... |
 I might look for the missing gigantic spoon & knife... |
 I might dream on a carousel... |
 I might take a short cut... |
 I might count all the little houses different colours... |
 I might try to guess the story of the old Rabbi and his faithful wife... |
 I might read by the lake at sunset..... |
 I might peep through an intriguing window... |
 I might walk over small little streets to find good bargains at sale price... |
 I might go fishing.... |
 I might listen to a little symphony for violin and fountain... |
 I might accept the invitation of a wooden granny |
 I might visit a bizarre, flowered little shop... |
 I might take photos of tourists... |
 I might buy some croissants.... |
 I might meet Monsieur Rousseau, if I'm not too late.... |
 I might count all the fountains.... |
 I might try to guess a little girl's dreams... |
 I might look up and find ancient street signs... |
 I might listen to a mermaid's song... |
 I might take the alley to the old port... |
 I might see the golden hour of the long shadows... |
 I might become a horse-thief.... |
 I might imagine for a while to live in the dilapidated castle with the magnolia tree... |
 I might choose the best ice-cream... |
 I might smell spring in the air.... |
 I might discover painted walls... |
 I might buy a scarf with spring colours.... |
 I might listen to a silent recall... |
 I might share an ice-cream with Monsieur Baudelaire... |
 I might wonder where other people have gone.... |
 I might stroll over inner courtyards... |
 I might check flags to be sure where I am... |
 I might meet the patient guardian of another fountain... |
 I might fly between reality and fancy... |
 And after a last look at the dilapidated castle, I might go back home! |