Cold Coffee (c) Roger Macdivitt
Meeting a friend over coffee
Enjoying thoughts they share with me
A piece of cake, a story told
The time slips by we both agree
Our schedules shredded, we still talk on
Random subjects are here, then gone
And all of the time we are unaware
That time passes with every spoken soupcon
Our stories end, the tales unfold
Ideas and values have been extolled
Then both discover in unison
That both our coffees are stone cold
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