A Poem a Day — 2nd February 2022

Image Description: Columns and rows of porcelain tea cups on saucers with a blue and white design.

Nan’s tea set sits on the top shelf.
We don’t know where it’s come from,
Or where it’s going,
But it sits.
The tea set sits,
And we sit
On the cold, concrete step
At the top of the garden,
Sipping our tea
Out of the delicate
Blue and white
Porcelain teacups.
The heat warms our hands.
The rising steam fogs up nan’s glasses,
And we laugh
As she mimes a little window wiper
With her red jewel-painted pinkie finger.
These cups are only for special occasions.
A gift from her mother,
From her mother,
From her mother.
Bronzed insides,
Hugs, kisses & memories,
As when you are with someone you love,
Every occasion is special.