The Monkey Cup

Come 

outside

and bring

the gift

of the 

monkey cup.

Its ok

if its chipped,

that's the life

its lived. 

The dark

coffee 

whispers tales

of our

unfolding. 

Let the creams

of our cream

be a 

peaceful pillow

for us to rest. 

We will

laugh and 

cry

about 

our harsh

world. 

Smiling we 

will raise our

monkey

cups and

drink to 

our beautiful

dreams.

That is what 

sisters do.

Cast a spell 

of love energy

and mix it with

laugher. 

Drink it from 

a monkey cup

and watch the

dreams

flower on 

the chosen 

path of 

life.