Coffee Klatsch

Like the conductor’s baton, rapping his stand and calling all to attention
I hear the tiny “tink tink tink” and my heart perks up
along with the coffee.

This sizzle and spurt makes me happy
in a way I can hardly describe.

I’m drinking decaf
so it’s not about a jolt
of chemicals to wake me up and make me move.

Fixing a cup
I feel connected
to my mom – warm hands circling a cup, then cupping a child’s face
to my grandmother – that pink-on-the-inside mug we all want the most
to my dad – enormous mugs that lived in the motorpool for days without washing
to millions of parents all over the world who are starting their days

just like me.
Black? Light? Light & sweet?

I nod to them, over my steaming mug. First sip in the silence
of a dark and quiet house.
It’s not about caffeine, I decide.
It’s about the sisterhood of motherhood.

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MICHELLE NEBEL

I write uplifting women’s fiction woven with threads of faith, grace, and Southern hospitality. My blog is where I share a glimpse of my life, and I hope you’ll find the thoughts here encouraging!

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