My first cup of coffee, br such an ordinary pleasure; br to start the morning wake, br to the day, take measure. br a cup of joe, most satisfying, br the warm brew lifts the veil; br the brain becomes awake, br and sleep leaves in its trail. br the body limbers up, br the arms stretch up and wide; br the former things have passed, br this day has a brand new side. br the sun is there, behind a cloud, br the dawn is rising, quick and fast; br and I will greet this day, br and forget about the past. br the past, where no one lives, br the past, this day is dying; br the future beckons with the sun, br and me, God knows, I'm trying.