ten, eleven, twelve
they know
at such a young age
already
(mimicking their parents,
like most of us do),
rattling off with
swift
accurate
precision
their regular
starbucks order
trying to pay attention to what's going on in the world around me
trying to pay attention to what's going on in the world around me
I am a father, guilty as charged. Just yesterday, I blogged a Starbucks haiku (In a perfect world / I’d order an iced, venti / coconut mocha) and my daughter has her own Starbucks card with her favorite drink printed on it.
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