Morning Coffee

Lively birds twittering and celebrating dawn
Our faithful sun has risen, a new day is born.

My ever grateful heart will never want for much,
except a cup of coffee to add that perfect touch.

Smell of grounded beans, luscious and intense,
wafting through my kitchen, arousing every sense.

If I happen to endure a twitchy, restless night,
I crave nothing more than a strong flat white.

My humble coffee maker never lets me down
when energy's depleted from dancing on the town.

Now, some prefer it chilled or maybe extra hot
and those lacking vigour will want a double shot.

Brewed justly neat for folks who like it black
or Macchiato, dash of foam if you’d rather that.

Frothy Cappuccino with chocolate on top
or smooth blended Latte savouring every drop.

I’m thankful for the coffee from the Arabica tree
and understand entirely, if it's not your cup of tea.