The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

A Cup of Hot Coffee

I am sitting on a chair at my balcony,
I could see everything where my eye can reach
The sun is about to go behind the mahogany,

The birds are getting back to their nest,
The farmer's have stopped their working 
It's a great time for everything to get rest,

I could see the sky is getting darker?
Everyone is tired for their hardship 
Their body is getting weaker,

The outside is getting freezing cold,
I am expecting a cup of hot coffee 
In which will make my mind strong four fold.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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