Poem from Lux

My mother calmly sips her coffee
In content repose she's sighing.
But if there were no coffee, well,
She would be terrifying.

 and in Latin:

 Placide libat coffeam Mater
Suspirans in quietem posita est.
 Sed nisi caffea esset, O vae!
Vero ipsa formidolosa esset.