Day 18 of NaPoWriMo.
My poem
A haiku.
Nature's goodness
Plastic cup of juice — Orange sweetness to the brim — Made of baby carrots
Featured poem
A limerick.
Coffee Limericks
by LTC Roy E. Peterson
I love to have coffee each morning, Including the act of the pouring: I smell the aroma, Come out of my coma, And wonder why you still are snoring. I start with a coffee each day — A creamy and sugared latte. I open my eyes, And to my surprise I made it into the café. I’m proud of my coffee selection; I brew it until it’s perfection. I make it real strong. Now don’t take this wrong: I drink it for your own protection.