Betsy Quint-Feldman began learning French at the age of four and longed to visit the City of Lights. Her father sent her to Paris in 1972 and these poems are her recollections of what transpired during that trip. She was fortunate to be able to live alone on the Left Bank and explore Paris by herself, and now she is sharing her adolescent impressions of a wonderful city that is known for fashion, food, art, and beauty.