The Routine
Sitting and drinking
a cup of coffee at the corner cafe
The morning is already
stiff with warmth
Watching the shops in full force
As people make their way
with shopping and work
Smells of already grilled meats
for the lunch crowd soon to come
Continuing to read the newspaper
and sipping
The right ear cocks
As a dog is being chased
by a few boys
The loud bus stops
Blocking the raise of
the sun with its old
metal body and fumes
brings in new promise
for the merchants
along two nuns
Another sign of the day’s promise
A mother holding her baby
in her arm and hip
and a toddler by the other hand
guiding him forward
She seems to have them in
pleasant calm as she gets
off the last step of the bus
Almost routined
The laughter of men at
the cafe grab their morning coffee
and warm buttered bread on the go
A tale of workers already making
their first coffee break of the day
From the brick laying job across the street
A man in red crocs plays the
accordion filling the air with the
already music fullness of the day
The sun starts spewing it’s heat
and sweat for all
The coffee is almost finished
The view of the street filling
up with people as all say
hello to the days routine