Tip Jar Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Tip Jar



I found paradise
in an ham, egg and cheese sandwich,
Served fresh on brown Texas Toast
I didn't know angels liked ham
or knew that they drunk their coffee
black,
Late night early morning before
everyone woke up
Scraping jelly on toast the table
rocking vigorously,
I had no idea she was the cook until
I put something in the tip jar

Tip Jar
Wednesday, July 22, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: egg,life,angels
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Kewayne Wadley

Kewayne Wadley

Groton, Connecticutt
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