Nationality Coffee

Nationalities come Nationalities grow Where coffee's come More nation's grow To see them now we feel they've left What home for them was far and blessed So how can they be coffee friend To all our country's hate at them For leaving home when we want too For home a love We stare at you And some still know that home is there You can say they come and fare Though death for one has you to aim Your hate; your friend you feel the same When all who say you're not alone Know home for call is there and own What you will have as loving ground Of friend close by and top of sound To hear the heart of he who says I love you for the ones I'm pressed To be as home where chairs will sit On solid ground with closeness pritt