Coffee House


I came across this story of mine and love it!!

Cami*Star Poetry

As I sit in this coffee house, it brings me back to who I am.  In college, this is what I breathed.  This is where I lived and life brought in delights. 

It has honestly been quite a while since I had time to myself and been able to write freely in my likened environment. 

Nonetheless, today I sit here in my environment once again.  I breath in and smell the aroma of coffee beans.  I sit next to others who are in their own world, but we are all connected in one way.  This is our home.  We have a part of us that enjoys solitude, but not being secluded. 


I sit listening to the music of folk stars.  I hear the guitars and it brings music to my delicate ears.  I hear the drum beat and it makes my heart feel like I am alive.  I want to…

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