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Tea-nager
“Aren’t you going to drink your tea?”
Looks with longing at sister’s cup
Sister: “I’m letting it cool. No, you can’t have it!”
Touches cup with one finger. “It
looks ready.”
Sister: Reaches out a sock-foot and
touches cup
“There. Now you won’t want it. Get your own!”
“Ew. That’s disgusting!”
“Ha ha, but it’s Mine!”
Mom: “Why don’t you go make yourself
a cup?”
“Sigh.” Doesn’t make any move to do
so.
This same daughter, who does NOT like
to make her own tea,
And usually takes mine whenever I
have it in sight,
Brought me a cup, made by herself,
without me asking
Last week when I was sick in bed with
a bad cold
Love is thoughtful beyond Habits
Kindness doesn’t even think about the
Unusual
It just IS, and DOES, while its giver
Sparkles
And I am grateful for a daughter’s
unselfish heart
That’s my cup of tea!
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