In a now closed favorite cafe, the server would always bring us these special, colorful mugs, our favorite.
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Favorite Cafe Mugs

In a now closed favorite cafe, the server would always bring us these special, colorful mugs, our favorite.
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Every day, a photograph, a poem. Years before Covid, one of our favorite places to eat was a small cafe just across the bridge. When we arrived, the servers would bring us these special mugs, our favorite. They would also change the music to soft rock of the 60s. I miss that. This photo pupped up in my memory photo on my iPad today, so a poem.

Poetry

Favorite Cafe Mugs

Dining out for two;
our favorite mugs waiting
for coffee refilled.

Sheri Edwards
04.23.23 114.365.23
Poetry/Photography [See-Frame-Focus]

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