Wednesday, June 1, 2011


It was just another day

She sat tapping her fingers

Waiting for her coffee

Smiling to herself

There was a thrill in the air

A spring in her step

A mysterious smile

There was glee

The coffee arrived

Hazelnut cold coffee

With a dash of whipped cream

Sparkling and bold

She sipped patiently

The chill of the coffee

Matched her thrill

Lifting her spirit even higher

Today was a day of reckoning

The day she broke all shackles

Of norms and bondage

Today she had to resurface afresh

Lived on the edge too long

It was her debut today

Performing at the lido show

Today he would finally become she

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