Don't feign surprise to find the cafe has closed
Once this was your favorite place, so fresh so new
Brightly painted, loud vibrant sidewalks calling
What stimulating sensations lay in store for you
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The ghosts of diners past! I can relate to this poem.... Loyal patron forever searching for another fresh cafe. Well written with lots of imagery and movement, and memory. Thanks for sharing Edmund! :)
Silent expectation of dreamy shutter is very wonderfully opened up here with wise and interesting motive. Very nice sharing done really.10
An obituary [necrology] to memories deserved, in real poetic vibrating throb.