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Coffee For One

You greet as you serve
My refreshment and stuff
Sometimes we chat
But your smile is enough 

I'm not sure you know
As you dutifully grind
How this moment is special 
Even just in my mind 

It's not about distance
Or our difference in age
Or your ethical beans
Helping minimal wage

It's not just our chit-chat
As we pass through our day
Or ker-ching of the till
Please don't see it that way 

It's deeper and precious
Though this moment is fleeting
Not robotic exchange but
Two human hearts beating 

So please take the time..
Your smile lights up this space 
You're more than barista
Just employed for your face 

So, thank you for all
You don't know that you've done
For brightening days
With our convers-a-shun 

So the next smile you give
Never vacant or empty
Will know that it carries
Significance, plenty 

In these times it's too easy
To feel we don't matter
But you are carrying heaven
In our thinly veiled chatter 

There are people who pass
And you'll never know who
That need more than a latte
With oatmilk and two 

To be more than significant;
We all want, and then some.
So thank you, barista
For our human conn-ect-shun. 

And my prayer as you settle
In front of the fire
With a well deserved brew
Or a glass of desire.. 

Is somewhere deep down
Though the moment was fleeting
You'll smile and be glad
For our briefest of meeting. 

x

Jinjagoliath 
4th February 2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Kingston Avatar
March 7, 2023 at 1:22 PM
How kind and appreciative. I'll never understand how baristas remember long, coffee orders, and deal with the public all day. They certainly are troopers. A smile makes me always want to return too.
Grieves Avatar
March 14, 2023 at 1:54 AM
Thank you. I always want people that serve me to know I appreciate them too.. sometimes much more than others.
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