Twenty-eight
Cravings
People coming and going
All shapes,sizes and colors
Making all kinds of requests
People have bizarre tastes !
Sitting in my tiny corner
I can only hope and pray
That another caffeine addict
Who isn't attempting sobriety
Will ask for a cup of joe
Just so I catch a wisp of aroma
The hand of the clock glides
Over sixty times sixty times
And no one places that timely order
Next time someone is in my place
I promise to be at the other end
Placing the appropriate orders
~RC
YOU ARE READING
APRIL (30 Days of Poetry)
PoetryApril: 30 Days of baring my thoughts, guided by these prompts. #pspoetsprompt
