Percolator
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When I was a child, mother made coffee in a percolator..That was before microwave ovens that could heat things in a few seconds..She would pour about 1/8 or 1/4 cup coffee in a cup add sugar and fill the cup with milk..I guess she did that mostly to give me warm milk..I still think of home when the aroma of coffee wafts on the air..
Coffee
Every morning
Perked in percolator
Memories wafts on morn's cafe'
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Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
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