Off to Starbucks

I'm up reasonably early after another all nighter. The only good place in my life lately is Starbucks. . . Coffee.  It does a world of good. . . Lol auto text said "God" instead of good. . . Almost true.  And God created the world and when he looked out over what he created he saw that man was incomplete.  So he spoke another word,  and thus Starbucks was created. Lol Okay, maybe not entirely so but something like that.

Starbucks

When the heart fails as refuge
And crows peck out my soul's eyes
On a Sunday
I find solace in the simple things
Dining out to an Italian meal for one,
Sitting here in Starbucks
Nursing a triple shot Venti cappuccino,
Listening to music and patrons laughter
Watching a little boy with his dad
Play in city square's fountain.
I see two lovers sitting in chairs
Her hand on his shoulder,
Fingers in his hair
She looks at him while he tells her a story.