A sweet café meet.
somewhere in London somewhere,
where the coffee’s good.
Yes, I am paying,
do not trouble to offer,
you can leave a tip.
It has been busy,
with lots to do and to watch,
and playing some games.
The grey wind blown clouds,
gathered near my house today,
and they all just stayed.
Monday is creeping,
ever closer and soon will come,
in all its glory.
