I saw the morning being sweet. I did not miss it, the magenta rose, the flaming bush. See, I run to tell you With the groceries still In bags. But adieu! The bean is waiting. If she overflows Her essential oil goes.

Morning Coffee

I saw the morning being sweet.
I did not miss it,
the magenta rose,
the flaming bush.
See, I run to tell you
With the groceries still
In bags.

But adieu! The bean is waiting.
If she overflows
Her essential oil goes.

#culture