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 Morning Coffee Humorous Poems 4/21/2017
 Listen To The Birds Sing Nature 4/18/2017
 Be Still And Listen Inspirational Poems 4/17/2017
 Goodbye My Love Love Gone Bad 4/15/2017
 The Planters Moon Nature 4/14/2017
 Heart Felt Prayer Inspirational Poems 4/14/2017
 When In Doubt Inspirational Poems 4/13/2017
 Pop Dedications 4/11/2017
 Signs Of Spring Nature 4/11/2017
 The Birdman Dedications 4/11/2017
 You So Proudly Gave Poems To Our Troops 4/9/2017
 Saying Goodbye Life 4/9/2017
 A Walk Through Nature Nature 4/8/2017
 Murder In The West Fantasy Poems 4/8/2017
 With Each Spring Nature 4/8/2017
 More Than A Story Inspirational Poems 4/6/2017
 The World Could End Tomorrow Inspirational Poems 4/6/2017
 The Road To Heaven Inspirational Poems 4/6/2017
 The Prospecter Fantasy Poems 4/6/2017
 Sure Signs Of Spring Nature 4/3/2017
 May The Poetry Take You Away Fantasy Poems 4/3/2017
 This Weeping Willow Nature 3/29/2017
 He's Headed Home  Poems To Our Troops 3/28/2017
 I'm Going Home [SONG]  Inspirational Poems 3/24/2017
 The Rain Maker Fantasy Poems 3/24/2017
 Her Letter Love Gone Bad 3/21/2017
 The Drifter Cowboy Poems 3/18/2017
 He Walks Beside Us  Inspirational Poems 3/17/2017
 As I Lay On My Pillow Grieving and Loss 3/13/2017
 There's Poetry In The Wind Inspirational Poems 3/13/2017
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Morning Coffee

Morning Coffee

She get up early morn
And walks flipping a switch
Though she has a magic touch
She only wishes she were a witch

Then theres a noise
Of something goin drip
The aroma fills each room
As it goes on its trip

Soon the others wake up
To the smell in the house
Slowly creeping out of bed
Trying to be quiet as a mouse

Some will stumble around
As they rub their eyes
Then work their way to the kitchen
Following the smell for a surprise

As each one pours a cup
And sips away at the brew
But hardly a word is said
Until their cup is through

Some take sugar others cream
Mixing to their own taste
careful not to spill any
It would be a sin to waste

Soon it'll be time for another pot
To brew for the second round
Smiles start to fill the faces
As they hear that dripping sound

This is just the story
Of each mornings brew
A now as I say good night
Come morning
I'll tip my cup to you

Written 4/21/2017 by Norman Hale Jr.

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