#1862-Sweet
Today I saw a picture,
That was hard to understand.
I tried imagining,
With coffee and rationale,
But nothing satisfying,
Came to mind.
So I stared at the sea,
Watched minutes drift by,
Listened to the waves,
Under a cloudless sky.
Then it arrived.
Maybe the picture,
Didn’t need understanding.
Just appreciation,
With the sweet aftertaste,
Of hot, bitter coffee.