coffee cup dreams
cost too much
their friendship was gold plated
now it has run out of luck
the clouds that assembled
when we were young
have come,
and now they have gone
heart on the sleeve decisions
have chased you,
and now knock on your door
they trap you
and threaten your future
coffee cup dreams
cost too much
but take a deep breath
and sprinkle with a little luck
James Garratt – Friday 7th November 2008
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 