she’s never been much of a coffee drinker
but that’s never really bothered her,
yet she always longed to be a coffee drinker
because of the way it looks and sounds.

she received a rather unusual surprise;

she doesn’t expect much from people
preferring to give, help, bless, serve,
simply her way of showing care
never expecting anything in return.

on an ordinary day at school
the whole body gathered for chapel,
she sat on the main floor left side
one seat to separate her from the aisle.

she received a rather unusual surprise;

suddenly he drops into the seat next to her
tan skinned missionary boy from Kenya,
starter on the men’s soccer team
the one that all the girls have their eye on.

she’s never felt that way about him
what a joke to think he’d even consider her,
for they’re not even close friends
and she’s only helped him with New Testament once.

she received a rather unusual surprise;

quietly shifting to face her in the darkened chapel
he gives her a cup from the shop down the road,
cream colored containing a milk chocolate mocha
explaining it was his way of showing thanks.

and seconds later he was gone
leaving coffee in hand and warmth in her heart,
doing something her closest friends never do
reaching out to say thank you.