Ode
At five a.m. you are my love
sent to me from stars above.
At six a.m. you are my friend
our relationship will never end.
At seven a.m. you'll do just fine
it's good to know that you are mine.
Through thick and thin and inbetween
you are my love, oh coffee bean!
Labels: poetry
4 Comments:
wonderful !!!!
This is teh brilliant.
How sweet. Is that for your husband or your son?
The ode is to the coffee bean but on account of my son. The one who wakes up at 05.30. You know, he's got a US Marine as one grandfather and a farmer for another - I think the early rising might sadly be in his blood.
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