Morning Coffee

Each morning I sat beside my person reading my book.
As she sat drinking from a cup.
I wondered what she was drinking .
Today I climbed up to have a look inside that cup.
My person said it’s coffee she drinks each morning.
I ask if I could have a taste.
She poured a bit in my tiny cup.
I rather liked that coffee.
All the mornings to come the two of us shall sit together drinking our morning coffee.