each morning, a bread and a cup of coffee are waiting for me
the bread with its sweet chocolate filling
the only one I like since I was a child
the gift of nature, the food of God
breaking the bread in the morningtide
immortalized by "this is My body..."
a cup of coffee, the eye opener
made sweet by sugar and milk
as sweet as the Mother's love
as the bread filled my mouth, the love filled my heart
in thanksgiving, I eat both the bread and the love...
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