The morning sun begins to glow, A quiet seat, the world moves slow. The coffee’s steam, a sweet embrace, A perfect start, a peaceful space. The gentle hum of lives nearby, A moment’s rest beneath the sky. A cup of warmth, a tender flow, A little world where dreams can grow. Each sip a song, a soft refrain, Where time stands still, and hearts remain. A book in hand, the pages turn, The candle flickers, embers burn. Soft laughter drifts, a fleeting sound, In every corner, peace is found. The clink of cups, a steady beat, A fleeting world where souls can meet. A cup of warmth, a tender flow, A little world where dreams can grow. Each sip a song, a soft refrain, Where time stands still, and hearts remain. The evening falls, the light grows dim, Yet here we sit, the moments brim. With every sip, the calm is found, In coffee’s glow, life circles round.