Pen in hand and coffee beside 
trying to Imagine what to write 

can feel the fragrance of coca
filled with love of my sister
 
Holding the cup up watching
Bringing it near for one kiss

It warms the lips and gives
enormous pleasure of care and love

Want to hear the coffee say
you got rhymes to write 

and yes he spoke with a gentle smile
you the Poet I admire 


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