Cafe
1 min readApr 6, 2020
I’ve always wanted
My own cafe
Where people meet
And greet
And smile
And wait awhile
Where I know their name
The order’s the same
Everyday
A good day
Tito Boy reads his paper
I’ve always wanted
My own cafe
Where people meet
And greet
And smile
And wait awhile
Where I know their name
The order’s the same
Everyday
A good day
Tito Boy reads his paper
Former presidential speechwriter, still a musician; owns a bakery, loves her dog. Tries to write more prose than poetry. Filipina from Manila.