Morning glory
Awakened to noises
Light, blinding my darkness
Knees and joints achy
‘Well rested’, now a well known myth
Daylight breaking, regardless
Waddle to the kitchen
Eyes being torn open
Legs heavy as barracks
Birds calling, inaugurating the day
But my mind, still unwoken
The clink of the pot
My muscle memory doesn’t fail me
The whistle of merriment , louder than my own thoughts
Steam wafting the air
My smile creeping in, unaware
A few stirs here
Many stirs there
White to brown, that golden
My treasure in the making
My sweet, sweet aroma
How you dance in a cup
Swirling like the hands on a clock
How I wait to bring you closer
Closer yet, to my lips
That first sip
*slurrrp*
The batteries are charging
The motors racing
“It’s go time”, my mind bellows
Good thoughts, come barging
My golden elixir in a cup
My adrenaline rush
My trusted pick me up
I wait for you each morning
You whose existence, at my disposal
My day’s first success
I knew you, when you were just a thought
My ally in the dark hours
The glory of my days
My sweet caress
My morning must have,
To create the path for my ways
If I didn’t know you
I would never have known
My morning muse
Into this life, you infuse
I may claim to have birthed you,
But my life, you made worth it
My morning keep up
My world in a tea cup
My life, my story
My blessed morning glory
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