Winter's Brew

When I wrote this little quirky poem it went from 65 degrees to a wind chill near 0 over night with a High Wind Warning. And I had a nice cup of hot coffe to cheer my spirits up.

When the wind chill is near zero
a hot cup of coffee becomes my hero
it warms up my hands
will quick, I can’t deny a little dance
it melts the tension and worries piled up
away, and here’s to the cup
of winter’s brew that saves the day