Ode To Coffee

Coffee you are the best treat ever.
Have you without half n half? I’d never.

You pick me up when I am feeling slumpy
But if I have too much of you I feel jumpy.

You’re best when you are whole bean and freshly roasted,
ground up and brewed on the spot
to have with my bread that I have lightly toasted.

I pour you into my ceramic mug imported from Japan
and watch as I

pour

cream

in,

how you turn color from dark brown to tan.

I sip you as I listen to KCRW and read the post.
It’s a part of the day that I love the most.

Oh coffee how you are such a prize, a gem, a jewel.
A gift to man kind, An icon with that guy and his mule.

There’s no contest between tea and you.
If you weren’t around I don’t know what I would do!

Coffee how I adore you so,
My favorite drink,
My java,
My Cup a Joe.