A murmur from behind the closed door
Sigh and gulp, my fresh coffee pour.
And into the bedroom upstairs I go, all smiles for you
Down for tummy time,
Coffee joins us too.
Sips between the almost crawls and wobbly stands
Time for a diaper change
Wait here, I command.
Into the kitchen, learning letters, making magnetic words
Where’s that coffee again?
Spit-up on my t-shirt
Pacifier on the floor
In between swigs of coffee,
Reheat number 4.
Baby walker, baby explorer, baby feeding time
This is the never ending saga
of my coffee rhyme.