The Coffee Thief

Now that I am old
I need my coffee
With a deep aching need.
My daughter mocked me for my addiction.

Now, my daughter works for a living,
And in the frigid morning, stalks
The kitchen as a predator
Seeking the warmth, the comforting liquid dark.

Great Goddess Caffeine!
Monkey on my back!
Please keep my pot full
And let my daughter make her own!