A mother’s heart, a tea bag
Brew from heaven in a cup
Roses bloom, for china lips
Memories lingering in sips
Across the table she shines
Time twisted, moon twines
Hesitation in evening’s kiss
Never to part, never to miss
An envelope sealed in love
Leaves floating from above
To sit where angels rehearse
Poetry embracing every verse
Delicate, the moments in fire
All that destinies will inspire
A mother’s heart, a tea bag
Brew from heaven in a cup
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