Cup of heaven


I overslept!

Sleep was a lovely thing 

Techincally, you can’t oversleep on a Sunday

I meant to go to mass this morning 

I will go with my parents this evening 

Instead I sip, I smile deep, I enjoy

My second cup of heaven

The gentle breeze from the perfect summer morning 

Is coming from my window

I breath the air and I sip

I’m sipping my coffee

And this grin appears

It’s my cup of heaven