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Sophia the barista,

you're a ray of April sun!

I think I may have been your age

in 1991.

 

Sophia the barista,

you're a classic symphony!

Were you around in '92,

or even '93?

 

Sophia the barista,

you have charm I can't ignore.

I haven't met a soul so kind

since 1994.

 

Sophia the barista,

you're dynamic! you're alive

(a life, I'm guessing, that began

in 1995?)!

 

Sophia the barista,

you allay my coffee fix,

and I don't mind if you were born

in 1996.

 

Sophia the barista,

you're a visitor from heaven!

Had you come down to grace the earth

by 1997?

 

Sophia the barista,

you're astonishingly great!

It's odd, but you might not remember

1998.

 

Sophia the barista,

you're a rose, you're sparkling wine!

You're "When Doves Cry," you're "Purple Rain,"

you're "1999."





Poetry by Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-11-27 at 04:07

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AFRODITE STATHI The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful and smart!!!
2021-11-27