Art,  latte art,  poetry,  writing/reading

The Gift of a Smile

Made a trip to the coffee shop this morning for
a much needed dose of medicine in my recovery

I was greeted with the beautiful smiles
of Logan and Nate, over two weeks without them

Nate brings me this cortado with his special touch,
a cute pigs face made of frothy milk, now I smile

Soft music lets the din of people’s conversations to dominate
comforting me with voices and smiles from people I do not know

I watch as a woman, pregnant with child, sits at a nearby table,
reading her book with a cup of coffee, its steam rising in the sunlight

I journal from my favorite chair where the sun warms me,
these sacred moments somehow bring comfort and serenity

So this morning I accepted the gift of a smile from my baristas
holding their smile within me and offering the gift of my own smile

Yes, the gift of a smile…

mws

PS: Sorry for the poor depth of field in the image.

Retired. Having fun with photography. Journal daily. Meditate daily. Learning haiku/poetry. Have a love for fountain pens.

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