From the moment
I set foot in Montmartre
My heart belonged there.
From Sacre Coeur
To the artists
Selling their wares.
And best of all
On a hot, hot day
Spending a morning
In a small cafe
With a strong cup of coffee
Or a citron presse
Watching the world go by.
© Caro Ness 2015
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