My First Love:

As I crawl out of bed
Wiping sleepers from my eyes,
And stumble through the kitchen
With two things on my mind.

The first thought is God
Coffee then comes next,
Always in that order
Cause God to me is best.

For coffee warms the body
But God warms the heart,
So you can love them both
But keep them far apart.

For coffee must be made
While God is always there,
With cream and sugar
When we go to him in prayer.

At first God and coffee
Are hot to the touch,
God over time
Coffee not so much.

So the next morning I get up
To thank the Lord above,
I'll raise my coffee cup up high
To God My First Love.