The Morning Cuppa

Beautiful woman having tea

As I sit sipping my morning cup of tea

Thoughts involuntarily saunter towards thee

Although you are quite far away

My thoughts are steady and do not stray

Every sip is a reminder of the times

We spent together listening to the chimes

As the wind brushed against the metallic tubes

Making us look like a couple of silly rubes

Life moved on and we went our ways

With memories of those beautiful days

I know as I touch the teacup to my face

Smiling, silently thinking, you did win the race!


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