Cuppa..

Stirring the fresh made brew,

A soothing aroma circles the air,

Rising the rusted memories with it..

 

It’s the same ol’ kitchen,

The same ol’ kettle,

Same ol’ me and the same ol’ smile..

 

With the clock striking 5 O’,

Raiding mom’s precious kitchen,

Rattling all long, brewing tea for the first time..

 

Of time and people,

Who came to love the aroma with me,

Who tried it just for the sake of me,

Who made me take pride in my brew..

 

With every sip and slip,

A story lingers the brim of my mug,

Ready to flow as ink on a paper,

Ready to make a mark..

 

Of lost time,

Of lost people,

Memories made, never fade,

As well, my hot cuppa!

….Sara

 

Image courtesy : celebritychef.tv

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4 comments

  1. Alok Singhal · December 30

    Nice thoughts to end the year with!

    • Sara · December 30

      Thanks , Alok! Wishing you a great year ahead 🙂

  2. Varun · December 31

    bravo!! bravo…
    🙂

    • Sara · December 31

      Thank you 🙂

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