- Ode to my spilled cup of coffee.
Your passing was a shock,
One I care not to repeat.
You've left me feeling empty,
And staring at my feet.
I see you everywhere I look,
There's no escaping you.
Looking at the shattered remains,
I'm lost without a clue.
I had such great plans for us,
Together through the night.
But now that's been ripped away,
And all that's left is blight.
A blight upon the counter,
And all over the door -
Oh curse my clumsy elbow,
That knocked you to the floor.
I didn't mean to do it,
I just couldn't stop.
There's no way to replace you,
Short of wringing out the mop.
I know they just won't get,
Just what you meant to me.
Where I see hope & joy & love,
They just see coffee.
- I think we should have a moment of silence and contemplate what could have been.
.........
Thanks.
Later.
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