Ode to My Favorite French Press Coffee Maker

O faithful press, my morning ritual's heart, Five years of service, steadfast to the end. Your sturdy frame, a work of brewing art, Each morning's gift, a flavor to commend.

Your glass and metal, etched with time's soft hand, Held grounds of promise, dark and rich and deep. A gentle press, a magic-working wand, Awakening senses from their slumber's keep.

Though cleaning tasks were sometimes arduous, Your reward was always worth the fight. A perfect brew, a pleasure wondrous, A warm embrace to start the day aright.

So rest now, press, your duty nobly done. A legacy of flavor, warmly won.

S. Baylis and W.P. Barista