Shannon Harney


Tea - Poem by Shannon Harney

This mug
From which I've drunk my tea
Has a dark stain on its floor.
It must have come
From another drinker
Whose daily tea
Was more potent than mine.
Years of sipping and pondering
Have nothing to show for
Determining the shape of the stain.
Only when the mug had emptied
Did I see

Topic(s) of this poem: father


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 27, 2015



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