letters and lattes

Life is full of 
little surprises
and tastes of joy -
if only we open ourselves up to them. 

Why, just this morning 
I was delighted 
when a cashier 
asked for my ID
I let out a chuckle
(I’m sure you would, too)

Sure, she could see
and the “19” at the start
of my year of birth
would be enough
But there would be so many
clues
before we even got there. 

As I unzip my bag 
to pull out my purse
(yes, my literal purse)

which is bulging
from coins, 
a result of cash transactions
I’ll flip through my cards
(yes, multiple)

Until I find my face
Smiling up at me 
that familiar, yet distant, 
expression
of ten years ago. 

What a delight to be 
centered in my generation
crew socks
and concealer aside -
life is so full of 
little joys.