Ode to My Espresso Machine
The question I ponder
every now and then,
regarding the past,
how it could have been
that I harbored distaste
for a newfound friend?
That friend, espresso,
takes a latte form.
And frantic to and fro
of my daily norm
then takes a repose
while my latte is warm.
So hurrah for my espresso machine!
A true friend will it ever be.
Though small in size, on it I am keen.
But please don't expect more rhyming from me!
every now and then,
regarding the past,
how it could have been
that I harbored distaste
for a newfound friend?
That friend, espresso,
takes a latte form.
And frantic to and fro
of my daily norm
then takes a repose
while my latte is warm.
So hurrah for my espresso machine!
A true friend will it ever be.
Though small in size, on it I am keen.
But please don't expect more rhyming from me!