I made this picture the other day and then in the middle of the night last night I woke with this poem in my head. Of course, I had to get up and write it down because there is not hope of me ever remembering it in the morning. I tried that once and I couldn't sleep thinking I would forget and then I didn't remember it. I was sleep deprived over nothing. So, if you hate the poem then chalk it up to late night musings and if you love it then I'm a poetic genius. I hope you enjoy.
Coffee greets me in the morning
creamy rich and brown
sweet aroma, hot and tasty
perks me up when I am down
Tea is weak and waters nothing
the taste can not compare
to the rich enchanting flavor
when between two friends it's shared
I love my coffee
there's no denying
and I barely miss a day
pretty cups and mugs to hold it
will it be espresso, cappuccino or latte?
2 comments:
that was great...you're a genius!
Thank you so much!
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