Josephine

Sun rises uneven, cars fill their lanes, can't wait 'till evening, beyond the night sky, I've a need to explain, about my life outside, a social more of sympathy, coffee tastes the same, the poor take it sweet, I don't sit on the line, no matters what they say, can switch off any time, with my dawn novena, my paper smile aflame, joy tastes so neat, I drink chardonnay wine, love to walk and laze, dress in cotton whites, visions of holy retreat, only makes me faint, just my delicate feet, assist in the main.