Can We Share a Pot of Tea?

#VerseLove- Day 2 Weekend Coffee Share Poem

Oh, join me for a pot of tea.

While it steeps, lets settle at the

table in the sun.

By resting in the sun, I would glance out the window

and make a comment about the wonder of nature

surrounding us,

probably asking you, “Did you see the purple crocuses popping up

along the edge of the sidewalk on your way in?”

If you missed these cheerful announcers of the new season,

I would open the photo on my phone

to share their vibrant beauty with you.

The timer chings and steeping time ends,

so I pour us each our first cup of comfort-

adding milk, honey or lemon at your request.

After a sip or so, we would trade stories about our children

and where life has taken them now.

Both of us wondering “where did the time go?”

and posing the questions to each other

“Do you remember when they….”

As memories from meeting at 4 years old

through all those school years

topple out of our mouths

running over each other

as laughter and tears

fill the same space.

Both our cups are empty, so I gesture with the pot

and you nod yes,

another cup full of friendship to share.

The cups raise and lower,

raise and lower,

while I ask ” What are you reading now?”

Titles spew back and forth

as I open my

GoodReads app to place them on my To Be Read list.

The pot is empty,

there is no time for more

as 3 hours have flown by

in an instance.

We hug,

smile and

say simultaneously what a lovely time it was.

Yes that pot of tea

was a time to cherish

and add to the many moments of friendship and comfort

you have added to my life.

Can’t wait to share another pot with you soon, dear friend.