Morning Coffee

I get up every morning From my eyes I wipe the sleep I make it to the bathroom And slowly get relief I look into the mirror And the reflection that I see Is something, I don’t know what Looking back at me I struggle to the kitchen And then click on the light I stumble to the counter It’s really quite a fight I’m searching through the cabinets And My treasure I do find I finally get my coffee on It’ll take a little time Standing with my cup in hand This process is damn slow Standing here and waiting For my very first cup of Joe I finally get my first cup made The first taste hits my lips As I slowly roam the house Enjoying every little sip As I finally come alive And start this day off right My coffee I do appreciate Its really out of sight