She walked into the cafe
I’d seen her there before

She slowly looked around
Then came walking thru the door.

Dressed in jeans …. a blue t shirt
Her hair pushed to the side.
She could have been a surfer

Her shirt had been tie dyed.

Blonde hair, blue eyes… good looking
Seemed independent… quite confident
Found out she owned a gym in town
And lived alone in her apartment.

Donated to saving the turtles and fish
Taught surfing on the side
Hung out a lot at a bar I knew
Downtown called “The Rising Tide”.

Had broken up with a local girl
She’d been with her quite awhile
She looked over at me sitting there
Surprisingly, she smiled.

I was drinking a cup of coffee
Never expected her to talk to me
She asked if I’d mind if she sat down
Did I want some company?

I felt my heart skip a beat
I tried to remain calm
She quietly introduced herself
Said her friends all call her, Sean.

After awhile it was time to go
She asked for my cell number
I gave her one of my business cards
She was surprised I was a drummer.

My band played at “The Rising Tide”
On Thursday nights and weekends
Said she’d stop by on Saturday
Hoped she’d get to see me then.

That day was the beginning
We’ve been together ever since
A chance meeting at a cafe
Who knew we’d be best friends?


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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

9 thoughts on “SHE WALKED INTO THE CAFE”

  1. Ahhhhhhhhh, a chance meeting, song and dance…. reminds me of the song “Those Were The Days” by Mary Hopkin… 🙂
    Thanks for sharing…

    “Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.”

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