Monday, December 06, 2004

Hot Mocha

He brings me my morning marks & Spencer mocha
Mixed as ordered
Sprinkle chocolate powder on its gracious froth
Today I decided to mix the mocha myself
I wanted to enjoy stirring its ingredients
Hot water I ordered, with a spoon
“Enta sawwi” he stated
Yes, I replied
Now I am drinking my hot mocha and the cold breeze is blowing behind my back
I do not know what I would do without my window over looking the beautiful scene
A shining white dyed yard with a green dyed center
Plants and flowers I imagine
As Colleagues, envy my strategic desk over looking gracious Eden


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