The Coffee Shop

Coffee and cake
chat before the stove
tourists come and go -
new friend from the green
makes me do unusual
thing.  After,

she came to see my garden
with her gentle, timid dog;
how hard it is
now
to learn how to
get to know
someone new - it is a skill

I have never learned
even in the playground
or in the crocodile
I was by myself
with watchful, thinking eyes.

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