Smell the Coffee

Wed, 08/31/2016 - 21:35 -- ameline

I listen deep,

I stand in the sunrise.

I make a leap,

I am a surprise.


The sun beams hit my coffee,

I sip and read in devotion.

This day is meant for me,

To be an inspiration.


I'm learning each day,

To use my talents.

To be who I say,

To act in loving movements.


I wake to be a light,

To see joy return.

I rise to shine bright,

And more every day I will learn.


I will learn to be like my maker,

And worship His name.

He is my teacher,

He deserves all the glory and fame.

This poem is about: 
Our world


Lizbeth Anahi Ibarra


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