dreams

Dawn rising coffee percolating

Hope in the day

When the fresh brew

awaken

Bring the coffee here and lay it down on the table



Don’t spill it please



Just tell me another story that will make the blues go away

Dreams were found once in floating clouds

we laid on the green grass and up and up into the blue

elephants and eagles formed

no worries you will neither fly nor bellow in the wind

bring cream for the coffee too

warm the morning there may be hope

to rise again