A Shady Spot

We found a shady spot to sit And gaze out at the sea Or people watch on Monterosso, Here in Italy. We sailed to Cinque Terre, Five small towns along the coast Which hug the mountains charmingly And hordes of tourists host. We strolled the streets and alleyways, Gelato for my lunch - Both hazelnut and amarena (Cherry is my hunch). The sun was strong but soon we found A copse of flow'ring trees And settled in to soak the scene up, Grateful for the breeze. We met some locals and, as well, New Zealanders on tour. The sea, gelato, conversation - Who could ask for more?