O City, City

Warm little cafes full of cake and tea,
Subtitled movies showing every hour,
A stranger on the metro with a flower,
Museums, bookstores, and the library.

Two dozen new cuisines for you to share,
Fringe theatres, and art, and symphonies,
Botanic gardens like bouquets of trees,
And transit that will take you everywhere.

Old architecture, grand, or cute, or pretty.
The markets, where the food is farmer fresh,
The baker, and the butcher, and the creche,
The diverse people making up the city.

Here things are made, and shared, and learned, and read:
All real as the pillow on your bed.