Ode to coffeeA Poem by Hannah
Each time I wake up
with a head that is aching I yearn for a cup that might give me a waking and help me expell the pain i'm enduring I think you know well to what I'm refering A steaming hot mug of coffee with cream I've chosen my drug and it tastes like a dream Hot down my throat Oh my, the sensation! I'm starting to float to a place of elation As I open my eyes the sky seems much bluer I will now roll the dice cause my problems are fewer So let fate do his worst I am poised for attack I have sated my thirst watch out world, I'm back! © 2011 HannahAuthor's Note
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