Poetry.

Poem 1.

Mini representation of an old school cafe.

Come on in, we are open

Sit yourself down, we’ll put your toast in

Come on in, we are open

Need a coffee? Extra sugar? Milk in?

Come on In, we are open

Get yourself comfortable, our arms are open

Poem 2.

Representation of a couple in the 50s/60s.

And that's when the rain started. But this time, 

it wasn't in her head. She could feel it on her skin.

 Just the dampness of it touching her fingertips, 

changed everything. For the first time,

since the start of summer, she felt 

alive and less alone in the world.