Coffee is happiness
I had the best cup of coffee today
perfectly brewed
heavenly, smelling of ambrosia
that made me think of the wonderful little things in life
I tend to spend so much time with
my head bent down
my eyes on a screen
my mind whirling around and around
That I tend to forget
to lift my head up high
to look around me
to think of good times and memories
I believe it is time for us all
to wake up
to smell the coffee
and to smile at the little wonders of life
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