Coffee, Tea And Me Poem by Vera Sidhwa
Coffee, Tea And Me
Coffee, tea and me,
In this hazy, warm bakery.
I could see,
All the goods baked today.
Coffee, tea and me,
With three donuts my way.
What can I say,
I love to eat them and eat them.
Coffee, tea and me.
The smell of you entices.
The baker who was standing waiting,
Asked me all these questions,
While I read the morning paper,
Whose headlines read,
'Coffee or tea and you.'
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