Americano

It’s around nine in the morning
And I know you will soon be here
Shy, smiling eyes with just a hint
That there may be something more
At play... and what is your pleasure?
It’s always the same – Tall Americano for you

It’s around eleven now
And true to form, you and the crew
Are here for your break, and
Bolstered by group bravado
There is banter
Tongue in cheek – Tall Americano for you

And just around lunchtime
I’ve caught my breath, the mania
The madness, of the morning
Has come to a rest, so I pace myself
For the last of the day
And no surprise – Tall Americano for you

Then just around three
When nearly all is said and done
You saunter up, in your casual style
For witty repartee, and light laughter
To wash down your last
Hours of the day –Tall Americano for you

Now as I sit pen and note book in hand
And my thoughts turn once more to you
How you made me smile, laugh
And blush ... more than I care to admit
And this too will pass – for you are on your way
And I will no longer have – A Tall Americano for you
As a marker in my day

©Julia C Hill
25 April 2012