This blog is for the publication of Green's students, et. al., to use to share their poetry.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Coffee
As I crawl out of bed and my feet hit the floor I shower to wake, but I need something more I fight morning traffic on my way to work I daydream of a boss who isn't a jerk A familiar smell tells me I'm working Smells of my morning coffee perking
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