Coffee with Poppa

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The blonde haired boy walks tall past each of the singly occupied tables with a sweet confidence that defies his small stature. Finally, he rests his juice box on the seventh table, climbs onto the chair, legs dangling, slides into a seated position, immediately scanning the room with keen blue eyes. A wall barrier separates the seating in this coffee shop from the ordering counter.

Although there is no adult in sight, the boy begins to call out, in a steady rhythm,

“Poppa, Poppa, Poppa”.

Happy Monday, friends! I’m delighted you are here. Will you join me at Faith ‘n Friends today where I am serving up a coffee shop tale of prayerful proportion!

Just head over there by clicking HERE! 

 

 

Published by enthusiasticallydawn

Dawn Paoletta is a life enthusiast who loves to juggle words, chug coffee, and journal excessively. You can find her gathering stones on the beach most mornings. She enjoys hanging out with her hubby, daughter and family pets in Narragansett, RI and shares her passion, poetry and prose @Enthusiastically, Dawn.

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