My Brew

SunSearcher

My brew, oh how I love you.

I wake, then wobble down stairs

Much to my delight you are always there.

With this modern technology

I only have to wait for a minute.

Then to froth you up, I simply just spin it.

I go to sit my weary body down

Then take my first sip...aaahhhh

You've taken away my frown.

I sit right here for a bit enjoying my solitude.....

Slowly sipping my nice warm brew.

1/15/17

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Comments +

WriteBeLight January 15th, 2017 08:52
I love coffee! Nice tribute to a warm cup in the morning!
- SunSearcherJanuary 15th, 2017 11:20
  Thank you so much!
Tony36 January 15th, 2017 11:52
Great poem
- SunSearcherJanuary 15th, 2017 13:13
  Thanks!
- Tony36January 15th, 2017 16:02
  Welcome
Christina8 January 15th, 2017 12:07
Perfect poem for a nice warm cup of coffee in the morning! What would we do without it?
- SunSearcherJanuary 15th, 2017 13:14
  I know, right! Thanks!
Augustus January 15th, 2017 18:24
I thought it was beer. Some folks need an eye opener in the AM. 😲
- SunSearcherJanuary 15th, 2017 18:27
  Haha gotcha 😉😂

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