Coffee, My Old Friend By Karie Lesly An aroma that fills the room with warmth brewing gently, steady and calm. Two friends together in stolen moments sharing soul, heart, life. Weaving through the years like a fine delicate lace. The design unravels details, simplicity, sometimes flaws. And even still, meshing together bonded by each cup. The tenderness of solitude occassionally with a good book. As I take the first sip of the first cup I realize again that I am blessed. To share this cup with such a friend, sometimes it being only me. So much more than flavor, roast or blend... A way of life.
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