Two Cups Of Tea Poem by Tatiana Mihai

that's the amount
my mum used to drink
every morning
before going
to work.
her only weakness
and endearment
in the whole day
a cup
for each daughter
that she had to raise
and warm
during cold weather
and volatile times.
dark and bitter
sweetened by sugar
in a big mug
loosing hot vapors
parading in the air
a familiar ritual
intended to convey
all the strength and
stamina
residing in the dried
harvested leaves
to us
and it worked:
two cups of tea
two big mugs of hot liquid
are still warming
our lives