Ode To a Coffee Cup
There you sit, my Love,
holding nectar from above,
strong and rich and hot.
More awaits me in the pot!
Your serum lures me;
from my ennui, it cures me.
I clutch you and sup
from your bounty, coffee cup.
Dear, I hold you tight,
be it afternoon or night.
Solo, with a meal—
you possess immense appeal.
Folger’s, Maxwell House,
two great brands that I espouse,
Hazelnut or French
vanilla creamer and a pinch
of sugar creates
the magic mix that abates
my need for a sweet,
steaming, caffeine-laden treat!
November 29, 2016, entered in the Kim Rodrigues Wake Up with Coffee or Tea Contest
September 30, 2020
entered in the Completely Your Choice (19) Poetry Contest Placed 1st
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2016
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