The lights lit up the trees, the night
It was time for friends, old and new, to gather
To talk about times long gone, to put the world to right
To enjoy food and wine under a Provence night
White lights throwing magic shadows on the ground
As couples danced under the trees
And the music drifted and mingled into the evening’s sound
Creating an atmosphere of tranquility and peace
As midnight approached and a new day would soon dawn
Friends, old and new, said their goodbyes
And as they hugged and kissed, between yawns
The memories of an evening under a Provence night were already forming.