“Mornin’ brew”


Soft wind, mother nature’s crisp delight of a winter wake
Slipping between the door and windows, seeping in to share my home
Beans a brewing, silk black, bacon on the tray ready to bake
Dogs lie in bed, music calms the head, silence from my phone
Needle scratch, vinyl black, the Monkees start to jam
Oh, snow storm, bring it on, ready to be stuck here
Belly rubs for two pups, honks heard from the fam
Everyone up and moving, I think I’ll have myself a beer


As Jim Morrison once said, it’s never too early to have a cold one… or something like that.



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