My dog was curled upon my thighs
The warmth reminded me of the coffee I made
I wanted to sleep, but I was too wake
To fall into unconsciousness
It was Saturday morning
The sun rose and brightly shone in my eyes
I couldn’t wait for everybody to rise
I was hungry
However, the toaster made a lot of noise
So, I continue to wait
Though, my stomach was growling
I could’ve made another coffee
But it seemed useless to do so
So, I got up from my couch
And wrote this poem
Hoping people around the world
Would enjoy it
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I enjoyed this poem like a soothing cup of coffee. ☕️🌷