Poem: Coffee Stains

poems, poetry 1 Minute
blank paper with pen and coffee cup on wood table
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The coffee cup stains
don’t mean I’ve been working

The screwed up paper
doesn’t mean I’ve got no ideas

The smell of food cooking
means your meal’s on the table

copyright Francis Barker 2019

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