In the still dark early morning hours
Panera’s bakers begin their God given craft.
Creating life’s most mouthwatering pastries
Which make us feel fortified as we socialize and laugh.
Every day the hungry hastily line up
Of all ages lifestyle, and ethnic background.
Eager to consume their delicious delights
And enjoy the melting pot of people they found.
Their coffee is still the most always in demand
As patrons refill their cups time and time again.
People seem dependent to the whole experience
As they keep coming back to meet a partner, lover or friend.
By God’s Poet Tom Zart
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