Barrista

In my coffee shop

The Barrista knows my drink

A Hazelnut latte I’ve no need to think

We pass the time with small talk

As I wait to pay

He then brings it over in his polite smiling way

And I appreciate the service

And I appreciate the smile

People say its part of his job

Well maybe that is true

Or maybe he is just a nice guy

All I know is it helps improve my coffee time

All I know is its nice to see someone smile once in a while

In a world of so much stress

He goes that extra mile

And I always thank him

And give gratitude to him

For some people I am sure it makes life

A little worthwhile living.

2 responses to “Barrista”

  1. I feel the same about the woman who sells me my large coffee. She some kind of goddess I swear.

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    1. Lol thanks for reading and understanding. 🙂

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