Morning at the Café

Today is Sunday.

The weather is nice.

I am hungry and tired.

I walk into a café.

The café is big and clean.

The server smiles at me.

"Hello!" the server says.

"I want a cup of coffee," I say.

The coffee is hot and delicious.

I ate a bread.

The coffee is good, I am happy.

It's getting late.

I want to go home.

"Thank you!" I say to the server.

The server says: "Goodbye!"

I am satisfied.

This is a good morning.