Seth’s World View

The Local Coffeeshop

Filed under: Poetry — 26 November 2003 @ 6:58 pm

My peace begins when I walk in
And sit on the chairs of wood

I could stay here all day

Listening to background sound
Of the students and businessmen
And of the vagabond musicians

A serene scene that is only missing
A soothing voice to color my mind

November 26, 2003
Wellington, New Zealand



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