For I shall never see ~
A sight as beautiful as thee ~
Steaming and floating freely ~
In a mug meant for coffee ~
So sweet sweetly sweetly
Your home shall alway be
Resting ever so gently
Exquisitely
Atop my right knee…
(I’m going through a 1/2 gallon of this stuff a week now!)
And for those of you who might be feeling miffed that my Ode hasn’t touched you deeply – I never suggested, not once, that I could write poetry. K? I was just having a moment.
