A Cup of Comfort

A Cup of Comfort

You may think that a cup of coffee

Is nothing more than a morning drink.

But to me it is something

So much more than you would think.

The smells bring back memories

Feelings of relaxation.

Aromas that hint at good times

Contentment, bliss, and elation.

A cup of coffee.  A cup of comfort.

It makes me feel secure.

Coffee beans and creamer.

Nothing is more pure.

I sit and sip and simmer down

Enjoying this one brief moment.

Relaxing and rejuvenating

Knowing my time's well spent.

A cup of coffee.  A cup of comfort.

A brand new beginning to my day.

Forgetting my problems and worries.

As I gradually sip them away.

I used to hate the taste of coffee.  I thought it was disgusting and I had NO idea why my dad would even enjoy drinking it.  I did love the smell of coffee brewing or the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans though.  And as I got older and eventually into high school and college I came to delight in the taste and smells and comforts of drinking a good cup of coffee.  I will admit that it has to have the sweet stuff in it though.  I doubt I will ever drink my coffee black.  Now, I enjoy do a cup of coffee.  Especially when it's a morning where I can relax and enjoy it.  I prefer that over just waking up and drinking it in a hurry before school or work.  I want to sit outside in a comfortable chair and just appreciate the moment of relaxation and not worry about what I have to do later on in the day or week.  I want to just enjoy the moment of there and now.  And, of course, it wouldn't have been proper to NOT be drinking a cup of coffee while writing this poem.  I have it here next to me with my French Vanilla creamer in my Notre Dame Irish mug while watching OSU football on this glorious day where the outside temperature is currently 60 degrees.  Fall is approaching.  And I LOVE it!  :-)