a little coffee cup
meant to be filled
waits eagerly in the cupboard
with all of her will

a small cup she was
but she could do the job
just waiting for someone
to pull the door ****

she'd show them her colors
and her half heart handle
she'd be filled up with coffee
and set on the mantle

Suddenly
something illuminates the dim
lips pressed against her brim
she'd get a chill if she ever had skin

warm hands held her tight
her job was finally fulfilled
she must be quite the sight
but her owner was not to skilled
down she tumble
off the window sill
and right before everything went black
a deafening CRACK!