Friday, July 7, 2017

Coffee


Coffee

You really have no idea
How valuable you are
You make our hearts beat
You sharpen our minds
And you open our eyes
We look forward to seeing you
Whether it be morning, afternoon or night
We miss you when you are not around
Black, white or brown
Iced or steamy hot
Large or small
You have no idea about all you do
How many lives you have saved
How many drunks you have cured
Everyone simply knows you as coffee
Not as the savior we know you can be
So, bless you coffee

And we will see you in the morning

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