A Cup of Coffee Most Enjoyed
Every day my first cup of coffee is most enjoyed
sitting alone in a cushioned chair on my lanai
when all the thoughts and ideas with which I toyed
seemed like logical solutions to world crises, then I
wondered why no one really gave a fig.
Copyright © John Lofquist | Year Posted 2017
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