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by Skyler Wolf Jones

Created on: December 12, 2008

Coffee is a Creamy Wonderment

I've seen my tired eyes waiver in the offlight of morning,
Yawning as I work my way through eating and brushing my teeth,
And then a smell of open wonderment fills my breathing nose,
What is it do you suppose?

Coffee.

I was taught this caffeine driven drink is wrong,
Ever since I was a young boy,
And now as I'm a parent I see that it was never wrong,
It was strong.

Waking up has never been a strong point,
In fact morning seems to always come too early,
But now like superman to his phone booth he is seen,
I too change to a morning superdad thanks to coffee and caffeine.

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