On a dreary day too poor for a name,
He dragged himself down to the little café,
Flat white and a paper, always the same,
He fumbled for coins and something to say,
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Nice Poem. I hope the name of the place is not an indication of what's on the menu!
What an adorable piece. I think I have fallen in love with the Stray Cat Cafe. Wish that I could go there right this instant, teleport myself in to watch the drama going on.
'As soon as she smiled, his fears departed, And that praise God was how it all started' - loved these concluding lines. The opening line too is wonderful!