Sunday Coffee Shop
By Paul Klusman
By Paul Klusman
Some keep the Sabbath going to church
I keep it with company
Sitting in a shop there on a perch
Sipping coffee and tea.
Patrons arrive through the front door
Friends and family and lovers
Seeking refuge from the day
Amongst the fellow travelers.
I swirl the tea then I pour
Into a cup waiting gratefully
What happy elixir what warm decor
What embrace tenderly.
Some keep the Sabbath for heaven when they die
And a hope that God is near
I soak in the morning as the hours pass by
There is already heaven here.
Not everyone can see the heaven here right now. You can.
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