My Cup Runneth Over

The chai and whip brims over the cup
Michelle gave me for allowing her to stay
It is a deep purple with gold and green flowers
And a star at the bottom when I sip the last drop

My life is being savored one sip at a time
I drink in His presence, better than my chai
I clutch my hands around the warm purple and gold
And sip to the gold star at the bottom of the cup.

Life is golden
Yes indeed
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