Beautiful beans for a fresh morning brew

Can you hear the beans
being ground in the machine?
And can you hear water
being pressed through?

I can’t imagine my mornings
without a large mug, filled
with freshly brewed goodness.

The sounds of our Jura,
music in morning ears.

You still can become part of my poetry book dream. I will publish my first poetry book this year, and you can part of that event! Find out how on my Book Dream Campaign pages on IndieGogo.