As a rule, I drink two cups of coffee in the morning. Gone are the days when I drank coffee all day and even had a cup after dinner--and never decaf. When I was a working mom, the sleep deprivation made it kind of necessary in order to function. These days, if I had a cup of coffee after lunch, I would be awake all night. But I do like my morning coffee. Now I mix regular and decaf. I can't quite seem to kick caffeine entirely. Wednesday morning there was no milk, no white stuff of any kind. Thursday morning my sone left a note on the coffee maker--carafe was cracked. Desperate times! I was not able to find a replacement carafe. At least I was not able to dedicate my entire day to finding one. So I bought a Mr. Coffee--a little five cup one for around 15 dollars. I was thinking that I never drink more than two cups so why not. What I forgot about is that the manufacturers of coffee makers definition of a cup is, at best, ha...
Long live poetry!
ReplyDeleteI think Mr. Frost was having some fun in this one.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Linda.
ReplyDeleteI remember reading this in high school and it still resonates with me now. I don't know why... it just does.
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