Sundry Sunday: A Cafe Mocha Morning
It's a cafe mocha morning,
the sun is shining,
the rooster is crowing,
and the Metro officers have made the morning drive
up Sunrise Avenue.
It's a cafe mocha morning,
hot coffee
with rich chocolate Oveltine©
and consumed with Twenkies©
for breakfast.
It's a cafe mocha morning,
time to relax,
to intone prayers of gratitude,
to ask forgiveness,
to forgive,
and to smile
at everyone walking past
my open front door.
the sun is shining,
the rooster is crowing,
and the Metro officers have made the morning drive
up Sunrise Avenue.
It's a cafe mocha morning,
hot coffee
with rich chocolate Oveltine©
and consumed with Twenkies©
for breakfast.
It's a cafe mocha morning,
time to relax,
to intone prayers of gratitude,
to ask forgiveness,
to forgive,
and to smile
at everyone walking past
my open front door.
Labels: cafe mocha, poem, Sundry Sunday
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