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Cup O Joe

6/6/2010

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Cup O Joe my Cup O Joe!

The morning starts with

burner’s glow

Take it black with cream or no

aromatic in it’s ebbing flow

Time to go my Cup O Joe

holding forth the armrest stow

Quiet moments fainter grow

before the day’s shrill whistle blow

Lunch is passing hither fro

naptime dreams or bosses crow?

To the break room I must go

hello my friend…my Cup O Joe!

Dusk comes marching in a row

dearest ones to Starbucks go

More than coffee now you know

Precious time with friend or bro

Pals that share are in the know

With me my cup…my Cup O Joe

DK

 I wrote Cup O Joe in December of 2008. I had the idea of putting together gift baskets for my family and including a poem with each gift. With the coffee cup came the poem Cup O Joe. I’ve always thought about the fact that it’s more than a cup of coffee. It’s the jump-start in the morning, it’s the warmth on a cold day, it’s the friendship and conversation in the evening. The cup of coffee is often the excuse for the activity. I remember three day Harley trips with my brother Mark and the fun of blaring up to a Starbucks for a riding break. The idea of Cup O Joe was the thought of it being like an old friend…always around…just old Joe!



 

 

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