A poem by Robert Hillyer
Early in the Morning
Early in the morning Of a lovely summer day, As they lowered the bright awning At the outdoor café, I was breakfasting on croissants And café au lait Under greenery like scenery, Rue François Premier. They were hosing the hot pavement With a dash of flashing spray And a smell of summer showers When the dust is drenched away, Under greenery like scenery, Rue François Premier. I was twenty and a lover And in Paradise to stay, Very early in the morning Of a lovely summer day.
Robert Hillyer (1895-1961)
Image: Le Café Mode, 24, rue François 1er, Paris












