Diner Coffee

Sitting in a diner, gazing out the window,
Sipping on burnt black coffee, feeling mellow,
The cold drizzly night, a comforting sight,
As thoughts of next steps, fill my mind tonight.

Life's journey, where is it taking me?
Uncertainties ahead, what will I see?
But for now, in this cozy little spot,
I can sit and ponder, without a single thought.

The clatter of dishes, the hum of conversation,
A background score, to my introspection,
The neon lights, shining bright outside,
Adding a glow, to my moment of insight.

With each sip of coffee, bitter and strong,
My mind clears up, as if singing a song,
I look out the window, at the city lights,
And I'm reminded, of life's endless heights.

For in this moment, I am content,
In the diner, where time seems bent,
As I ponder next steps, and where life's taking me,
I realize, it's not the destination, but the journey.

-C.M.Carpenter

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