Good coffee in the morning, rich, robust, and black;
a tall cup filled, and a pot with no lack.
My mouth does welcome it's taste;
my body greets its warmth, as I lean back in my chair for there is no haste.
No; this morning I have no rush, no agenda, or plan;
simply to soak up morning sun rays; and later fry eggs in a pan.
Oh, this cup of coffee greets me well;
it's steam rises and is delicious the aroma does tell.
From bean to grinder and pot to cup;
today has not started till I finish this up.
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