Marvelous Melbourne, city of trams
Overhead cables, the familiar ticking at pedestrian crossings
Be greeted by the rush of humanity at Flinders Station
And a pyramid of squares at Federation Square
People striding along Burke Street and most other Streets
Fighting against Father Time
Ladies of fashion, men in suits and horses leading their carriages
Street performers show their skills, some immovable, a pain to watch
Suddenly a change in the breeze brought an aroma of long blacks and strong lattes
Drawing one to the sidewalk cafes where bacon, toast and poached eggs await
A much deserved rest from the visual scenes and a warm welcome to my groaning back
Autumn to me is the best time to be in Melbourne
Cooling breezes and 5 degrees mornings of crisp, bracing air
Viva Melbourne!
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