Monday, September 12, 2005

The Coffee Bag
By Samaris Ayala

The Coffee Bag
Every morning she
Goes through the same
With her little bag
To make coffee
She welcomes us
With every morning
It's a display
Of her innocence
Modern times of
Which she rebels
She is traditional
But her little coffee bag
Is our bell

Samaris contributes her poetry to Puerto Rico Sun. She may be reached at
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