An hour before dawn,
A glimmer of moonbeam
Slides through the rolling fog
Like the aroma of coffee lifts from my mug.
Time to turn on the lights, fire up the grill
Check the tables are ready to open the doors.
Grab my mug from the shelf as I head to the dock.
Ahhh, smell that rich steam.
Enjoy the hush and be grateful.
Let’s run this “Canteen”