If I am having a rough morning, you support me.
If I need a boost in the afternoon, you lift me up.
You are here for me any time of day, any day I need you.
You provide comfort when I'm down.
You fill me with warmth.
I used to think I was too good for you.
I thought I needed fancy.
I thought I needed rich.
Now I know, it doesn't matter.
I'll take you just the way you are.
(Well, maybe not quite just the way you are. I still need cream and sugar.)
Coffee, you are
My Friend.
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Linked up with Mamakatslosinit's writers workshop.
Ahhh...where would tired mommy's be without it?
ReplyDeleteI keep trying to find the right coffee, the one I don't have to drown in cream and sugar to make overly sweet. For a while I enjoyed something from Starbucks, but I can't remember its name (I think I blocked it out when I added up how much I was spending each day).
ReplyDeletecoffe = friend :)
ReplyDeletehi from mk's
Haha! Hopping over from Mamakats:) Your poem made me laugh out loud!
ReplyDeleteOMG I had no idea my coffee was cheating on me. Thank goodness there is so much love to go around. Love this. xo
ReplyDeleteArnebya: My favorite coffee is Caribou.
ReplyDeleteJenn and Casey: Thanks!
Tracy: Yes, your coffee is seeing other people. Behind your back. :)