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The “Perfect” Cup of Tea
by Vivian Gilbert Zabel Ahhh, the fragrance wraps itself Around my musing mind As I sip the bouquet Teasing my taste buds. The dark, golden-brown brew Simmering in the heavy mug Tempts my imagination. While I listen to the winter wind Whistling through the cracks Hidden in the house walls, I cuddle ‘neath a quilt Left behind by my grandson And remember the love We shared before that day He was taken from my life. The “perfect” cup of tea On a winter night Would be one shared Once more with him.
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