Saturday, April 24, 2010
Poem #24--Coffee House Sonnet
When at the coffee shop we both do sit
and sip dark roast or other blended drink
we open books and read for just a bit
which turns into an hour in a blink.
Around us others read from their books or
they stare with blank looks at computer screens.
To study here is not so much a chore
and bonus points are scored for the caffeine.
But only so much there can we get done:
the groc'ries, laundry, cleaning still do wait.
We must make time on Saturday for fun
and yet not so much that we run too late.
All things in their own time and their own place.
Work hard, have fun, but keep a steady pace.