Happiness

I am a giant oak tree

shading a small sidewalk café

whose simple neon sign proclaims,

“Cold Beer – Hot Coffee”,

breaking through the summer dusk.

The lone patron sipping his espresso,

is everyone’s father

hunched over his newspaper’s dreary headlines,

unaware of the young waitress

about to serve him his third espresso.

And here be I

with a multitudinous amount of leaves,

not one of which has cause to stir,

so enchanted with happiness are we.