One More Cup Of Coffee

One More Cup Of Coffee

A Poem by Chelle
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Written in memory of the Matriarch of my family.

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"One more cup of coffee"
  by Baby Chelle



Friday nights I faithfully came
To your house as we played our game

Auntie puts a pot on to brew
Laughter shared between me and you

Alone we sit to chit and chat
Gossiping and giggling about all that

Things that happened all week long
About a woman who seemed so strong

About when you went to the store the other day
About a little kid you saw walking your way

About the time you were just a little girl
About all the things that you wanted in this world

About all the things that your mother did to you
About all things you put in your stew

About when you cried the very first time you loved
About the one dream you had of the Spirit up above

About the all the ways to avoid a losing man
About that one time you couldn't even stand

About those days when you raced in cars
About all the stories that goes with your scars

About the only time we would ever stop the talk
Was when the brewing coffee came to a stop

Fill our mugs with cream so sweet
Now we start to talk about the lump on your feet

Sipping our coffee so warm and fresh
These are the moments I will cherish

Hours go by without a wink
Unwilling to place our mugs in the sink

You look at me as to plea
Please Baby, One more cup of coffee

I look at you and noticed something in your eyes
Something that you didn't want to keep a surprise

I sit back down to try and read your mind
Trying to imagine what is causing this bind

Again you say just set with me
And share just one more cup of coffee

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Friday came around for me to come back again
Everyone gathered early to hear the pastor talking

About the legacy that you left behind
Stories we all have all gathered in our mind

We gathered together and stand at your grave
Family talking about how strong and how brave

We lay you down in your new resting place
Oh dear Creator,  how I already miss your face

I stand alone now and cry on your stone
I don't ever want to walk away to leave you alone

I still can remember what you always said to me
Baby , please,
Just one more cup of coffee

© 2008 Chelle


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Chelle
Chelle

Bay Area, CA



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