Coffee

The smell brings my scenes to life. Freshly made and making me think of those mornings I would sit on the front porch with my grandma and watch the sunrise. It makes me think about all the days me and my mom spent together, the good ones. The taste reminds me of fresh doughnuts my aunt would make. dunking them in the deliciousness. the warmth makes me think of winter nights when we would gather around the TV as a family and watch old movies. my sisters giggling in the background as something funny happens. Tough this thing may not be the most exciting it brings back a lot of memories.  Memories I will cherish for the rest of my life.