Can't Part from Coffee

February 10, 2016

Mother of 5, not knowing if her day will rise.

Rubbing her eyes, hoping to keep the day alive.

Grabbing for her cup, to take a sip of the rush.

Waiting for the warmth to enter my veins and reach right for my brain.

Without that first cup, I would never get through the monring rush.

Coffee is my life support, like a single mother waiting on that child support.

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