poem #2

something about coffee

On my way home from work I passed by a movie set.
It was near the Samsung Plaza.
There was fake rain and people with umbrellas.
I stood there for a moment,
Then I went a coffee shop.

Later, I watched a cartoon with Katie.
An old man poured a cup of tea.
Katie looked at me, pointed to the tv and said "coffee."
She is beginning to grasp
One of the best words in the world.