Poetry

A Hot Cup of Tea

The best way to find warmth on a cold morning.

The early morning mist and roses with dewdrops, a cup of hot tea in hand in a cold frozen moment, as I sit, waiting for you.

Hope you bring some sunshine to wipe up the mist and dew, with the pureness of your soul, to make my day crystal clear as I wait to have my tea with you.

Sitting besides each other sipping together- a hot cup of tea, warming our breath, hand in hand melting away the frozen time by talks- that are yours and mine.

©️ Geetika Sethi, September 2020