From popes to kings
A rich family
Having hope all would see
A great building, meant to be
Built by Brunelleschi and Cosimo
This was what all Florance would know
Built from brick making a dome
A place for prayer like a home
The work was harmonious a legitimate building
On the inside, fresco's on the ceiling
It was complete after all this time
The Florance Cathedral started to rise.
You posted a poem about the Florence Cathedral, yet you made the rhyming part look easy.
ReplyDeleteYour poem has a unique shape, and the content is also good.
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