Wake Up Call

Early in the morning, as the sun is peeking through,
I climb out of bed, I go to the kitchen
And start making some brew.

I jump in the shower and get all lathered up.
When creeping up the stairway this odor gently erupts.

The fresh delicious smell of coffee suddenly appears
setting my mind and taste buds a whirl.
I dress very quickly, and down the
stairs I come with a bound, my poor hair does not a curl.

I sit at the table and take a wonderful sip,
my coffee and I have been on many a trip.
We often travel over land and sea.
for you see, my love is not with me and may never be.
I usually have to travel alone,
just my coffee and me.

"didi"