My Coffee Cup

My coffee cup knows
All my sadness and woes
My laughter and fears
Joys and tears.

Good times and bad
My coffee cup's had
In sink and dishwasher
A gift from my daughters.

I treasure this cup
Half empty or full up.
Memories of sharing
Life, love and caring.

Keeps me in touch
With my girls and such
Is this token of good will
In my cupboard or on sill.

I carry it around
upstairs or down
Hot, warm or cold
I'll treasure it til I'm old.

C.J.T.
2/06

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"Java"
Al Hirt - 1964