If the lack of beauty in modern buildings
Engenders a sense of abhorrence,
These feelings are made far more intense
When spending time in Florence.
The medieval bridge of Ponte Vecchio,
With its structure, centuries old.
Il Duomo, with so many steps,
And piazzas, where statues stand bold.
The Uffizi Gallery’s majesty, crowded with works of art.
The endless steps of the Campanile Tower,
With a clanging bell to boot.
The Gallery Academia flowing with treasures;
With statues and gardens en route.
Towers, fountains, columns and domes,
Under a sky of peacock blue.
Monuments, bridges, and countless streets,
With the Arno flowing through.
Such beautiful buildings everywhere,
All standing since centuries past.
Their imposing splendor proudly displayed;
These structures were built to last.
The Medici’s once held great sway in this place,
With a dynasty of three hundred years.
At a time, while viewing the state of things,
A desire for renewal appears.
Those wonderful renaissance years.
Resulting in vast museums, overflowing with Florentine art.
Inspired? No doubt whatsoever;
By the likes of da Vinci, Botticelli and Dante,
Well… they changed the world forever!