Settling down with something warm to drink,
Getting comfy, makes me stop and think,
Of all the things I've done with you,
Filling me with smiles, through and through.
Although together we can not always be,
Make yourself a warm drink, and think of me.
Mel asked me to create a quick poem for her cocoa bags that she is making for craft fairs and this is just what I whipped up. Not my typical poem subject but it came rather easily and it is number 30 on my list.
I also set up an appointment to donate platelets for next Monday.
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