I wrote this during a trip to Italy in 2012 and found it written on a scrap of paper. It is true that when you have free time, you make room for creativity. The sing song Italian words I hear Motorbike sputtering, the city sounds near Behind, in front and to the side In Rome there is no quiet to find The air is warm and humid too With all the sun, you can't feel blue A moment of peace is in your heart That is where peace starts A place of calm, a place of home Where else can you be alone? A great big city with people everywhere As you stroll through winding streets without a care Sitting on the sidewalk drinking espresso How can I move from here? To get up and go? I don't want to leave but I know I must At some point, espresso runs out, what a fuss! Tourists walk by I can hear them laugh I don't feel much like them at all, too bad And so I finish my Roma cappacino At last its time to leave, here I go.