Words: K.Botka
5/29/08
Sometimes sipping my morning brew
brings on lively thoughts anew
I drink it in while I pray,
greeting Him to start my day
Other times Java brings on jumble,
memories come in a tumble
Want to run away right quick,
but I’ve a day ahead & then feel thick
Sometimes it takes away my headache,
but with it come flashes that make my heart break
It’s then I call on Him to sort out
all the things the coffee brought out
I love my organic perk up,
especially when it clears my head
I need to be careful though,
can’t drink it too close to bed
Author notes
Love my Java! Sometimes it doesn't love me back!
A contest entry
- Having Coffee with a Memory by shepherd23.
300 points, ended June 5, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
How'm I doin'?
Comments
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haha!
Isn't that the truth! I love my coffee! It's my morning savior especially before noon! Cute poem!
Love ya!
Myles
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