As I make my morning espresso and it begins to pour,
I think about everything I've been through,
I remember to be positive, but remember to be optimistic,
And when my mind drifts to you,
I remember how fortunate I am to have met you.
The aroma fills the air, rich and inviting,
Each sip a reminder of life's small delights,
In the quiet morning, with the world just waking,
Gratitude fills my heart, a gentle light.
Your smile, a beacon through the darkest times,
Your kindness, a balm to my weary soul,
In every moment, whether near or far,
Your presence makes me whole.
So as the coffee warms my hands and heart,
I cherish the bond we share,
For in this simple morning ritual,
I find a love beyond compare.
