hidden in a doorway you wouldn't know is their unless you were looking. <br />a plain door that leads to a haven. <br />you pause your hand on the knob. <br />finally you decide to do it. you turn the knob. <br />the smell assaults you first. <br />coffee beans with a hint of intellect <br />next is the sounds <br />soft rock with chords from the grinder mixed in <br />then the sights <br /> bold colors and mellow lights <br />this place is heaven <br />this place is the little coffee shop hidden off of main street<br /><br />Ocklawaha Holt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-little-coffee-shop-hidden-off-of-main-street/
