The market is vibrant, full of life
A kaleidoscope of fruits, flowers, painted ceramics
An escape for all from the daily strife
A chance to wander, look, smell and touch
Seasons change, stalls change
Spring flowers, winter flowers, summer berries, winter berries
Yet always a magnificent range
A world of wonder under one roof
Cafes spread throughout the hall
Tea, coffee, cakes, pasties, hot and cold
Each one a retreat for all
While deciding which stalls to visit next
The market is the heartbeat of the city
Always evolving, always changing, yet always there
So many stalls colourful and pretty
Drawing strangers from far and wide.