Coffee, God's Gift With A Lift!

Where would I be without coffee? Asleep on the keyboard, no doubt. Computer still humming to me, While I was still snoring, flat out. Both arms just dangling, uncaring, My tongue drooping down on the mouse, Without a new poem for sharing, While there, all alone, in my house. Where would I be with some coffee? My word, I'd be typing like mad. Rhyming with glee… quite merrily… And feeling like I'm mighty glad. A brand new poem's on its way. I thank God that I'm still awake, 'Cos when I'm thirsty, that's O.K., I'll pause for my next coffee break. I'll watch the kettle boil again, No matter, as long as I write… Until that time, that moment when, I KNOW THAT I MUST SAY, GOOD-NIGHT! Denis Martindale. July 2020.