Once upon a time in Leiden Across the creaky bridge Stood a whirring giant Round and round It whacked its arms Tall above the surrounding midge The miller ground the grain The brewer crafted beer The farmer planted bulbs At sun down Gathered seasoned folks Warm bread, the miller’s wife served Sparkling blonde ale, the brewer poured Old Rhine winked and wooed Kissed by tiny ripples, the willows sighed Generations passed by Leiden Landscape blemished yet refined People hurry past Cyclists bike fast Boats float by Sea gulls cry Dressers decorate mannequin Delivery boys ferry Heineken The windmill stands tall in its glory Old Rhine in the canal whispers sweet nothings There is grace in the gentle kiss of the willows Long stalked tulips Decorate wooden tables Cafes serve walnut banana cakes with hazulnoot cappuccino Stroopwafel from the oven is warm and fresh Flavours from the Far East mingle With those at home Bittenballen shares space with Satay Unable to resist an Indonesian layered cake I sit in Cafe Abel, slice a forkful and watch my dreams float by © MMS #leiden #leyden #netherlands🇳🇱 #breakfromroutine #spring #windmills #tulips #heineken #blondeale #travellersnotebook #travelblogger #travelstagram #travelholic #bitterballen #satay #culture #stroopwafel #weepingwillow #rhine #cafeabel #layeredcake (at Leiden, Netherlands)
