An Ode to Coffee

I toss and turn until the morning hour

My head it aches, and my breath is sour

My brain does not want to wake up and what for?

A day of fatigue, brain fog, and much more?

What is this feeling? Am I going insane?

I know my body, its strength, and its pain

I must come to grips with what I know is true

Addicted to coffee? Yes, I love you.

With new focus I drop my feet to the floor

Right foot, then left foot, then right foot once more

I open the drawer, my heart sings in delight

A bag of fresh beans! Dear god, what a sight!

I tear the bag open, and breathe you right in

My heart thumps, you brew, it tickles my skin

How can I best profess the love that I feel?

You’re an elixir, a drug, strength; I’ll heal.

But words aren’t enough to express my pure joy

There are rhythms, beats, and rhymes to employ

Oh coffee, my savior, I give now to you

An ode, some praise, and the highest of dues.

You’re wondrous and scrumptious, a beverage of gods

I don’t deserve you, I win by all odds

I’m drinking and thinking— why must this cup end?

Until tomorrow, my true and best friend.

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