Tea
I need to steep a little longer
in an earthenware mug of hot,
not boiling water.
Allow the tantalizing flavors to evolve...
Pungent, aromatic, full-bodied.
Mellowed with a spoonful of honey,
a splash of light cream.
I stir the words forming in my heart,
offer a sip to your parched lips.
Not bitterness I share, but smooth
tantalizing refreshment—
A life of hopes and dreams.
Darlene Moore Berg
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