Poetry

I had my poetry class today and this was my favorite poem a fellow student of mine wrote and shared with us today: Observation; I was sitting outside of the Starbucks with my tall latte listening to my Ipod. The time was about 11:45am, so I saw many business people coming out from many banks. Many people went into Starbucks and came out with the coffee in their one hand. The person who is behind me started to smoke the cigarette. The smoke is coming through my hairs. People walking around the street seem professional and hard working. Most of them are wearing the formal dresses unlike me. One small white dog ran into his person. So cute. People are not staying in Starbucks. They are just leaving when they get their coffee. The big bird seeming like the dove is walking toward to me and I moved to other seat Many of my friends also came into Starbucks with the big bag of the materials. It seems like many people went to the CVS, because they are holding the plastic bags from CVS. Half of the people are walking around with smoking. One taxi waited for the party for long time. It don't move.ork It has been long time to stay and sit by myself for long time. I noticed busy, hardworking, thriving, or enthusiastic among the people moving around. I feel somewhat isolated from the crowd. How did I survive in this busy, complicated society? No joke. word 4 word. yeah. you know it.