An Ode To the Flap On the Coffee Cup
The flap on the Coffee Cup
bothers me so.
Not staying in place,
where it should.
How something so simple and small,
could stand a chance at all,
for reaching the Thoughts in My Head,
puzzles me so.
So insignificant,
with little importance,
perhaps trying to hide
the more important worries that wander My Head.
Oh, the flap on the Coffee Cup.
Copyright © Alice Nightingale | Year Posted 2010
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