Coffee
I know that life brews moments up
As robust as belief,
That sweet hope in a lasting cup
Dilutes distillate grief.
I know no more of death than you,
But taste such bitter blends
As days that cloud to settled view
Of twilights streaked with friends.
Copyright © Jerrell Jones | Year Posted 2015
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