breathe out
take three sips of tea
let yourself go
breathe out
peace
washes over your body
healing the little bits of pain
breathe out
take three sips of tea
let yourself go
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is milky and cold.
But I savour it
wanting more.
I used to sip tea
in my grandmothers living room
and she would bring cookies
and we would be warm.
I used to sip tea
in the mountains
where the rooms were damp
and even a wool sweater
wouldn’t keep the chill out.
I used to sip tea
in my living room
I get up
and put on another pot.
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