A coffee mug

A coffee mug

Mug Of Coffee
Mug Of Coffee

A coffee mug that stands still,

And makes me move my quill,

I am a writer who drinks a cup of coffee every day,

Like many writers do nowadays.

 

The step forward,

The step to the dream,

The step toward nothing that demands little to no scream,

Patience is all I need,

Therefore I have time and it will make me succeed.

 

A coffee mug,

A coffee mug,

I want to know how you are made,

The coffee beans from different parts of the wide world,

A mug that been crafted from China probably in China

That combination is pure gold,

It makes my day, pass along.

 

The pledge of truth,

To little moment,

The pledge of trust,

To second coming,

I still love my coffee and morning hour,

Even before I leave the tower.

 

And anyhow you stand on here,

Waiting for a place for you to be made,

Where you could sit and share a moment with me,

A writer with a coffee but inside a writer grizzly.

 

I’ll make you a coffee too,

Why not? I won’t ask you.

I will stand up and go to the kitchen,

Approach the pot and make the water boil,

I’ll grab a teaspoon and mix wonderful flakes of Jacobs

With white sugar or brown if you like,

It is a sincere mixture of pleasure and delight.

 

Now that you know,

The simple way to happy moment,

All you got to do is stand up, and boil water,

Grab a paper and a pen while it’s getting hot,

And write a number of words that make you feel good,

In the end, it doesn’t matter if you get misunderstood,

The paper will always accept your state of mind,

You are the only one, one of a kind.

So let it be and grab a mug of coffee!

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