in the cafe
A poem about this cafe I really like
Messy notes in even messier notebooks
Large cups of coffee that taste like bitter pumpkin pie
Enjoying the time inside listening to the rain
Not minding standing below the pouring sky
Learning about things that matter to my heart
Finding something new to enjoy every day you walk through the door
Carefully picked out furniture and decor
Going on monday tuesday then tuesday again
In the cafe
I'm still learning
A poem about learning mostly the stuff outside of school
Sometimes I forget about how much I love to learn about the world around me
How much I like to see things in a way that makes sense to someone outside of myself
My heart loves to see scribbled notes and make them into something beautiful to the eye
I may not be the brightest of bright but I love to be a lifelong student with my whole being
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PoetryA poetry book covering topics like mental health, daily life, spirituality, lgbtq identities and the typical experiences of a teenager. The last sections or "dictionary poetry" are a collection in which the poems are inspired by words from the dicti...
