Sidewalk Cafe, Lisboa, por R. Lincoln Harris

R. Lincoln Harris

Sidewalk Cafe, Lisboa

On a gentle upward slope

With a historic church nearby

The luncheon special seemed ideal

For my wife and I to try.

She had fish, and I the pasta

’Twas spaghetti bolognese

With bread and chese, and olives too

Which I’ll remember, all my days.

The yellow trolley cars went by

All filled with happy faces.

I smiled and waved, and they did too

In this loveliest of places!

#Lisbon #Tram28 #travel

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