Amazing Brew

I sit at my window
Cup of coffee in hand
Watching raindrops
Pelt sidewalks and street.

Coffee is magic.
It can transition the bleakest
Morning
Into one of possibility.

The brew flows into my body

On a mission.

Tiny caffeinated messengers

Fortifying
Flesh and spirit.

Coffee is faithful

When women are not
Is strong
When I am not
Is present
When friends are not

Is hot

When I am cold.

Let it rain the whole day.
Let the skies lower and fall.

I will make another pot.