When you're with friends <br /> and they say <br />Here's your favorite coffee, <br /> just the way <br />You like it fresh an' hot <br />Just off the stove, <br /> and pipin' hot. <br /> <br />For you it's special <br />Cause as we <br /> move into fall <br />And wint'rs coming shortly <br />With the wind blowing <br /> a special chill. <br />I know you'll appreciate <br /> it so much <br />When th' cups too hot to touch <br />So I blowed and saucered it <br />Making it a pleasure to sip. <br /> <br />Do you remember when we <br /> were once young and gay <br />And with our friends and neighbors <br /> shared each and every day <br />Never thinking that we <br /> would get so decrepit <br />Making it so hard <br /> to move around a bit. <br /> <br />But with this special coffee <br />You can be sure that you and me <br />Will get together again <br /> in the spring time <br />Just you wait and see. <br /> <br />So if your cups been overflowing, <br />Maybe it's cause of your own doing, <br />And just another way of saying, <br />Your coffee's done been <br /> blowed and saucered, <br />And is for you to enjoy and to sip <br />For it's time to warm old bones <br />Before memories glowing fires <br />And maybe get another cup. <br />So go ahead and take <br /> another well deserved sip. <br /> <br />s<br /><br />Sidi J. Mahtrow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-s-been-blowed-and-saucered/
