Morning coffee

It is the boiling kettle of water,
Stream s puffing out for hot coffee
decoction inviting many of the kids,
and the adults in the ever warm kitchen
in my mother’s household,
It is the first sip cup of coffee,
that peps us up, for the rest of
the day, it is first sip from the
hot cup with the fine flavour,
that is the propelling factor
for the poet for the inspiration,
it is the morning coffee,
which is a bed coffee for many,
without which a bad morning,
it is the aroma that invites
many a good neighbour
to my house for a chat,
it is the coffee for which
she gave a modelling pose,
it is the coffee which runs
the race everywhere.