Early Morning Coffee
The morning comes earlier than coffee
Which doesn’t usually stop me
So much as it throws me for a loop
As I try to count each scoop
And figure out the “brew now” button.
The coffee comes earlier than the mourning
On those days when it’s adorning
My work shirts.
Some mornings, I’m simply confused
When I look at you mean
With the lack of abused
Caffeine.
BonjourPoetry 
Love the expression–definately pre-coffee.
Where are you?
I’m back. Sorry for abandoning like that… it was just time to do other things. Thanks for reading Pearl. Your comments are always encouraging.