Fresh pot
Steam rising from your mug
The smell
Then scent
Heaven to the soul
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Rise and shine
Sound the call
Morning has broken
Time to get up
Face the day
Do your best
Don't care what others say
Night has come once again
Time to say sweet dreams
Hope your dreams are peaceful and merry
Maybe a little silly as well
Bringing chuckles and grins as you Slumber
Good night once more
Sleep well in your blanket warm
Sleep tight
Until morning light
Sang to the tune of "American Pie" by Don McLean
Long, long time ago
I can still remember
How those parties used to make me smile
Acting really cool
However dancing like a fool
Drinking drinks and acting wild
Drinks whose names sounded vile
Those were the best at least for awhile
Now left in the past
What kind of craziness today
Bouncing of the walls
Driving people insane
Running like mad
Going in circles round and round
Burning off energy
Not me
To hyped up
As you can see
Fresh pot Steam rising from your mug The smell Then scent Heaven to the soul