Coffee Time

a change in perspective can happen at any time and it is usually for the better.

In the early morning  But it can be right just about any time  The steam rises from the flowery arranged mug  A moment is found to simply release And set things in motion  After the first sip  The thoughts come rushing in like a storm of children who want to be chosen first for a kickball team  It's all up to you which will be focused on  In this air of time where all things seem possible  That is before looking out the window  And finding the same cold dreary darkness  Which continues to make its attempts  The same old story  Yesterday's news  Jack Frost and his poisonous freezing touch  Is just another force in a long line of troubling oppositions needed to be Pushed against  Or played with?  All to easily it can be forgotten  While deep in character of an adult role  The problematic messy nature of the climate  Can only be seen in our wise adult eyes As an annoying nuisance  Instead of the beautiful pure wonder in the eyes of a child  Who Seem to be able to find an exciting adventure to be explored in everything.