This Morning Rain It's such a Drain But a bit of bright blond Blows by, after the dawn, Releasing a sigh, Between the yawns And yearns for coffee. As she fills my cup, her smile Seems to perk me up, So I Drink it fast** To make sure the smile lasts that is, until The next refill JMF 1999
Written for a Waitress at Flame Burger in Minneapolis