That First Cup...Ahh, coffee, that first cup of the morning
A potion for this stone maiden
Coursing through her veins
its warmth melting the insides
and they bravely come out to meet the day
With it I vow to become a better person
To work on my own personal efforts
and not succumb to temptations that distract
me from my target and aim to be that better one.
So here's to coffee that magical drink
Drink of the rich and poor alike
It crosses social barriers
And we are one.