A2–B10:54
The radio plays an old tune.
An old song is on the radio.
It takes me back years.
It makes me remember the past.
I see the busy cafe floor.
I picture the cafe, very busy.
Coffee steam fills the air.
I smell coffee, hot and steamy.
Many faces rushed by then.
Many people hurried past me.
My apron felt heavy sometimes.
My work apron was sometimes heavy.
The music played all day long.
That music played the whole day.
We shared laughter with guests.
We laughed with many customers.
Now those days feel far away.
Those days are now long gone.
A soft ache sits in my chest.
I feel a small sadness inside.
I wish I could visit that time.
I wish I could go back there.
Just for a quick glimpse.
Only for a short look.
Echoes of a Melody
by @noah_95