Sweet Teabag

Posted on by C and K Words

Tired and burnt out. No one could give me the strength to move my body from the chair, yet you have that power.

Once the kettle boils, you go into my cup.

My sweet teabag, I love you so much. I might dunk you in the water just a few more times.

Published by C and K Words

Human | Lawyer | Poet | Story Spinner | Finding inspiration everywhere | Writing poetry and words from different spaces and places | Photographing nature and things |

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