Thursday 26 April 2012

A cafe is...I go to cafes too much


A café is a cosy pot of tea
A sandwich, muffin or coffee
A slice of cake to share? Don’t be daft
I think I’ll be able to manage that

A café is a place to go
When you’re alone and feeling low
An escape for when it all gets too much
The steaming mug will be your crutch

A café is a place for people watching
For criticisms or adoration
The perfect setting to eavesdrop
Are they Dutch or are they Welsh?

A café is a place for friends
Or simply where we can play pretend
Somewhere where plans are made
To be kept, broken or delayed

You can go to a café to recharge
To wake you up, better make it large
A place for work, a place for play
I wouldn’t have it any other way

When the doors are locked and the blinds go down
I can’t help but to supress a frown
Despite all the raucous and goings on
It’s just not the same drinking coffee at home.