Thursday, September 03, 2015

POEM - Breakfast Date

I didn't make work a priority
On a day I probably should have
But it was pay day morning
After a long dry spell
With too many bills
And no liquid assets
And I just needed
       We both just needed
A breakfast date
To help us face the day
Help us know the feeling
Of a little freedom
And a little time without kids
And you know how much we both love
The way they play 80s music
In the corner booth
So out of place
In this small country town
Where the old men congregate
Over biscuits and gravy
And a senior coffee with free refills
To speak in accents 
Only they can understand
Somehow it makes "Purple Rain" 
An even better song
Makes us smile and smirk
Eating our chicken biscuits
Sucking down diet cola
Watching the dawn change the world