Thoughts of Life
and memories of life and My Path
prior to the Meniere's Disease
and it's ugly dreadful wrath.
Memories of My Path
and of my life
wouldn't have been
same without my wife.
I miss the enjoyment
of working a good day
busting my ass for our team
I didn't care what Folks would say.
The joy that came
with letting that customer
know time and time again
that what we did was not a game.
I yearn to see them who
would stop by to say hi
knowing that sooner or later
those who were sick were soon to die.
If I could turn back time
I would because this
has become a so
very, very sad rhyme.
Enough said for now
I'll do my best to fight
a good fight knowing
I'll do this, no matter how.
An Ode to Starbucks Coffee Company.
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