Good Morning Poem

My coffee cup wishes me a good morning.
The power of wishful thinking is real to me at 5:15 am.
Good morning, wonderful Sumatra beans.
Good morning, half-and-half.
Good morning, dogs both large and small
(who know to be quiet and calm at 5:15 am)
Sipping, my toes curl with the power of that good morning wish.
Mmmmm, possibilities swirl in my brain.
My coffee cup wishes me a good morning.

All content (words or images) by Liza Lee Miller unless otherwise noted.
© 2013, Liza Lee Miller.
Poem form:  free verse