A Cup Of Coffee
Whenever we get
together we always have a good time.
You pour me a cup of coffee and ask what's on my mind.
You
tell me not to worry everything will be just fine
We sit and talk a little while and then I seem to find.
That you and that cup of coffee
have eased my worried mind.
© By
Gloria Collins 4/29/00
(Written
for my mom on her birthday)
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