Mother’s Day Cup of Tea
Morning light, soft and pale,A quiet house, a steamy tale.Teacup clinks, porcelain sings,Her hands wrap warmth, love it brings.Gentle sips, the day begins,In her eyes, a calm that spins.A spoon stirs sugar, memories sweet,Every sip, our hearts meet.Today’s hers, in simple ways,With every pour, my love conveys.This cup of tea, a small decree,To celebrate her,…