Here's a poem to honor coffee
That I share with two great friends.
Once we start to chat together,
Seems the laughter never ends.
We sit in Starbucks for so long
As if we haven't got a care
(But, of course, that quickly changes
When someone tries to steal our chair.)
We argue with the teenage cashier:
"Thirty percent off the mugs!"
Soon thereafter time for parting
With more laughter and some hugs.
All at once we check our cell phones;
Four-plus hours have flown past.
Forty years have also gone by
Proving friendships will outlast.