Caffeine and Time

Caffeine and time work morning wonders here.
At first my shuffling walk feels like a climb.
My medicine is slow but sees me clear:
caffeine and time.

Two hours and three mugs are my enzyme –
they straighten me and get my pulse in gear,
engaged to move like I’m still in my prime.

Some mornings I’m too old to persevere.
Fatigued by childcare or worry, I’m
a body shot, until my cures appear:
caffeine and time.


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