Tea

Small fire burning below the pot

Hot steam paints visions of a better life

A dash of work, a drop of studies

And a whole lot of responsibilities that add body to the mix


Pour it when it boiled into small cups, and drink in small sips

Taste the bitterness of the pain

The sweetness of joy

The hope, the loss, the life


Savor the aroma,

Inhale deeply

And then share it with those you love

Make it the greatest tea time for your soul


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