A Quick Cup
I see it in my dream
I see a steady blue light.
My REM force increases,
Then suddenly it ceases.
Blue light begins to blink.
Though twitching, I'm awake.
My mouth is dry, I cannot think.
Wobbly on my feet, I shake.
The kitchen comes to view.
Once there, I see it shining.
My coffee maker is new.
The steaming process is refining.
So uncomplicated! I don't need trig.
I am loving my new Keurig.
Copyright © Hilda Greenhough | Year Posted 2024
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