The morning sun rises, a new day begun,
With the first light, the world comes alive.
And as the day begins, we start a ritual,
A routine so sweet, it's truly original.
The aroma of coffee, so rich and bold,
A scent so warm, it never grows old.
It wafts through the air, with a comforting hum,
A symphony of smell, that's truly a drum.
The sound of the pot, as it starts to pour,
A symphony of steam, that's never a bore.
It fills the air, with a scent so divine,
A song of coffee, that's truly a sign.
The first sip, a burst of flavor so bright,
A warm and rich, that starts the day right.
It brings a smile, to our weary face,
And sets the pace, for a day in grace.
So here's to the coffee, in the morning sun,
A ritual so sweet, it's second to none.
For in this cup, we find comfort and peace,
And a start to the day, that's truly a feast.
About the Creator
Maheshh
Hello, my name is Mahesh. I am a creative individual and I enjoy creating stories, such as ghost stories and fiction. I would like to share my stories and I hope that you will take the time to read them. Thank you.
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