Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Breakfast At Tiffany's [Poetry]

Audrey stood at the window
staring in towards what dazzled
as the morning sun shined behind her.
Basic breakfast, coffee and pastry,
the glass a barrier between her
and a lifestyle without limiting.
Steam twirled up with the sunrise
from her soon-cold cup
but she still stood.
Breakfast at Tiffany's became a reminder
of something better:
a life that shined brighter than morning light.

© 2014 | Jazelle Handoush

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