A wet day outside,
And I wanted to go out,
And feel its wetness.
Feel the wind blowing,
And the drops of rain falling,
And make me feel cold.
I lost it again,
All I didn’t really have,
And now it is gone.
The coffee half drunk,
Still at the edge of the stool.
Warm and welcoming.
Tag: coffee
Friday 10/05/19 Cafe Life
I enjoy cafes,
Tea or coffee with some cake,
And watch people pass.
In a corner seat,
A menu tells a story,
Of places I’ve been.
Yummy Scrummy love,
Is sweet – so tasty, so sweet!
Indulge it! Enjoy!
Friday 26/04/19
Another week gone,
The ground’s warm where the sun’s shone.
At last, weekend’s here.
Banana smells waft,
Through the, not so busy, train.
Faint coffee smells too.
Finding new music,
Exploring new and old stuff,
A lot is, just stuff!
Friday 12/04/19 Time
Took some time off work,
Wandering around London,
Coffee tastes so good.
I have things to do,
So taking it easy now,
Getting these things done.
The day is so nice,
The clouds forming playful shapes.
Makes me start to guess.
Friday 01/03/19
It feels refreshing,
The first of the month, yes March!
It’s Friday as well.
Early train to work,
Might be tempted by breakfast,
Maybe just coffee.
14 MPs leave,
It’s time for change, it’s coming.
Brexit mess rolls on.
Lightly loaded train,
Speeding through the countryside,
I will soon be there.
Monday 11/02/19
I’m here on the train,
The start of the week now starts,
Maybe coffee helps?
Just one more stop now,
Then a walk across London
The work day begins.