Been with me now about thirty years

Funny how you get attached

To a thing inanimate that adheres

To memories told to itches scratched

A sturdy mug of old style China 

tough thick heavy truth be told 

Countless coffee stains patina

It’s surface and it’s handle bold 

Real fifties weight diner type

Solid as a rock not delicate 

Cleaned a bit with just a wipe

Has more lives than a alleycat