St. Arbucks is My Patron Saint

A poetic observance of National Coffee Day (September 29)

St. Arbucks is my patron saint.
I call on him each day
to help me stay alert to life
as I go on my way.

Unlike St. Jude or Christopher,
St. Arbucks slakes my thirst.
His cup of warm is Heaven-like
when I feel at my worst.

St. Arbucks watches over me
with tender loving care.
And whether near or far from home,
I find he’s always there.

His omnipresence comforts me
when I am feeling faint.
That’s why St. Arbucks owns my praise.
He is my favorite saint.