The bell rings as the glass door opens
She is welcomed with a friendly smile
The chalkboard is filled with
colorful choices
She finally orders
Her eyes, glazed from the sun
The coffee is placed gently on the counter, waiting to be fed cream and sugar
She glances at the boy behind the counter
He looks and his eyes smile
Her heart jumps as she shyfully peers down at her coffee,
slowly stirring
She places herself on a
wooden chair
Her coffee in front of her
Paintings inside of frames
staring at her asking…
What do I mean?”
As she perches her lips upon the cup of coffee, she notices a bird resting on the fence
Then all of a sudden, she gets an inspiration…
She wants to write a poem
It starts off saying,
“The bell rings as the glass door opens…”