Wednesday, June 1, 2022

The Coffee Shop

 It was a small place

More or less a hole in the wall

But the coffee was good

The smell of coffee and baked goods

Floated around the place


Every morning I would stop by

Chat with the crew serving

Chat with the costumers as well

Or

Maybe just sit and write in my notebook


Every morning 

Coffee and a cinnamon roll

That was breakfast

That was good

People talking about events around town

People just shooting the breaze

Sailing

 On ocean waves

Ships sail away

To points unknown

Homemade

I gather drift wood from the beach

Take it home to my shop

Hour after hour working away

Turning that drift wood into top notch


A bench here

A chair there

Made with passion 

Made with care.


A table

A bed frame

A dresser 

Sometimes the project seems to take forever


Being careful to keep the unique shape

Polish and sanding 

It's looking great

Space

 Night sky over head

Seems it goes on forever

Beauty in the stars

Bambie

 Bambie the movie

Childhood memories past

Watched it with family

Crazy person

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