start the day right
April 6th, 2008
somewhere up the main road
after a bit of a walk
there’s a little bakery
where I can buy
a takeaway coffee
from a friendly face.
it doesn’t taste that great
so i drink as much as i can
while i walk
until i’ve had enough
and find the nearest bin.
there’s just something
about seeing a happy face
when i’m walking up
in that part of town
on a sunday morning.
this time, though,
the face behind the counter
was different.
slightly less cheery, perhaps,
but not enough to really matter.
the coffee tasted the same.
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