A Barista Apron With No Name

Like the song I rode into the desert on a horse with no name

A barista chose a green apron with a logo just the same

A barista on the run from the FBI or the coffee Interpol-- definitely not!

But more likely a woman that any man in his right mind would have romantically have sought

It takes a special person to be a barista because the bars of smiles and service are very high

Enter the coffee aroma and barista service and bad attitudes quickly die

All other service providers most baristas put to shame

Even if you know the apron name the service is the same

This no name on the apron barista is like the North Star

A compass point, unmoving always achieving the highest bar

If your travels cause you to on 17^th and Orange in Costa Mesa traverse

You might meet a poet, but great coffee and service the unnamed barista will always disburse

© August 21, 2015, Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet
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