Ode To Coffee

Oh, friend of mine,

While you may not be able to speak,

You understand me so well at a time where I am not fine-

When all I want to do is shriek.

Dark brown liquid whose aroma lingers playfully around you,

Capturing your attention with every stir of your spoon.

Heat radiates from your morning brew,

The scent wafts through the room and wraps you in a scented cocoon.

Carefully stir in your creamer mixture, watch the surface turn into a chestnut cloud,

Your lips turn upwards in a satisfied grin as you take the first precious sip.

Before the sun awakens your energy is vibrant and loud,

Ready for what’s to come, even if it’s an unknown trip.