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A Cup of Coffee

What home means to me.

By Rain DayzePublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Personal picture from my kitchen.

Written by a life long coffee aficionado, please enjoy!

Personal picture of my almost empty coffee cup.

My home is fresh, fragrant, and warm,

Brewed to perfection, sprinkled with love,

All of the robust flavor, bursting with charm;

Start to finish, it’s what I dream of.

☕☕☕

Sometimes black as night, or white as milk,

Parching my tired, bitter soul;

Blended with ice, smoother than silk,

Fixing my terrible day, making me feel whole.

☕☕☕

A daily ritual, sometimes twice,

It’s relaxing with family, chatting, sharing laughter;

There’s nothing I love more than coffee over ice,

And the caffeine rush immediately after.

☕☕☕

Home is a cup of hot coffee,

Surrounded by those who matter to me.

love poems

About the Creator

Rain Dayze

Aspiring writer with a passion for spice, pets, and coffee. I've published through here before under a different name, but it's still me! I've got an alternative site for content: https://www.inkitt.com/angela5347

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