"When I write stories I am like someone who is in her own country, walking along streets that she has known since she was a child, between walls and trees that are hers." --Natalia Ginsburg
Monday, 27 February 2012
Ode to Coffee
Steaming....
....Hot dark and strong, my morning strength, my wake up song, drip, drip, drip into my cup don't be stingy--fill it up, black and feisty or sweet with cream, to greet the day to chase the dream--Espresso Sumatra, Arabian too
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