Coffee
Grind the beans and start the pot.
Listen to it percolating - Smell
Drifting into the kitchen, ahhhh.
Patiently waiting to wake up, hot
Steaming brew. Milk, sugar in cup.
Two morning drinks. Afternoon, a
Little libation, eases into the head.
Bingo - Coffee, Kahula, Brandy,
Whipped cream. Yummy, just right.
When I was working, I would drink
My coffee from morning until night.
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