Coffee Makes Me Happy

I wrote an ode to coffee once.

Oh, it was many years ago.

I loved it then.

I love it now.

Some things just don’t change.

 

We tease and flirt and pick and choose.

Infatuations come and go.

But coffee is my constant consort.

Our destiny seems prearranged.

 

Simple beans ground into a pulp

Release a fragrance so sublime,

Takes me to a special place

So mellow it should be a crime.

 

And when the water, hot and steamy

Filters and decants its measure

I defer to sweet surrender

Savoring my tasty treasure.

 

Yes, I know this trifling ditty

May seem silly, even sappy,

But it goes without rebuke that

Coffee always makes me happy.

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