Topic: THE COFFEE SHOP
Other conversations among us have inspired this little poem, which is a daily scenario all over the world:
THE COFFEE SHOP
Same old crowd …
I smile and say hello
They nod and smile back
A comment about the weather
A jab at a politician
Or a cheer about last night's game
Same old crowd …
Same old crowd …
There they are again
Looped in a déjà vu chat
They still laugh at recycled jokes
As if they were brand new
They don't tire of each other's company
Same old crowd …
Same old crowd …
Quieter than usual today
Their labored smiles wear frowns
And there's an empty extra chair
Some stare floor-wards
Too bad about Earl, he was … (sob)
Same old crowd …
Same old crowd …
See you in here a lot, join us
I sit with reverence in Earl's chair
Flattered and privileged to be included
Best coffee shop ever
A hub of treasured friends
Same old crowd …