Candlelight, Coffee and Comfort

My first cup of coffee in days.

Did not want to confuse meds and caffeine.

I am confused enough as it is.

This is my favorite table...ever...

I work here

 eat here

 visit here

These edges are dreamy

Never far from me,

Miss Justice

doing her morning toilette

hoping toast bits will come her way.

Sadly, no toast just now,

just coffee and candlelight.

Needing to be even closer,

Master Howie

asking to be allowed into my lap.

Not until I finish my coffee

in my favorite mug

...for now

The perfect curve to cradle my left hand

 around it's warmth

while the right hand 

slips effortlessly through the handle

for a secure grip.

1971

an important year

for me to be sure.

Such comfort to me after weeks of illness.

My memory bowl

my table

hazelnut fragrance

best mug 

and

the pooches

in my little world

it is enough

it is, in fact, 

glorious