Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Morning Elixir

The birds outside are singing.
My alarm is loudly ringing.
Out of bed, I should be springing.
But Instead, to my pillow, I lay clinging.
Because the thought of being late is stinging,
Now, the covers, I am flinging.
My loving husband, to me, coffee bringing.
Fog lifting, my mind starts zinging.
Coffee is Amazing.

3 comments:

  1. I wish we were enjoying a cup together! Miss ya!

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  2. me too! i have had a couple cups now and feel much better though.

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