February 5, 2003

• Here is a little stress reliever for all my friends out there. This is a poem I wrote for a friend who was down with a cold and I recommended she drink some tea. So I wrote her some tea. Here it is! Hope you like it, just something I whipped up quick. hehe. Pinkies up!

  
  

  Ah, if a flower was steam. . .

  
  

  Its sweet healing scent

  
  

  Drifting into my nose

  
  

  My mind

  
  

  Misty tendrils massaging

  
  

  My tired brain. . .

  
  

  A cup of herbal sunlight,

  
  

  A warm summer’s day

  
  

  Snaking down my throat to

  
  

  Nestle in my empty

  
  

  Stomach.

  
  

  Tendrils of tepid

  
  

  Honey reaching out to

  
  

  Touch the black blossoms of

  
  

  Exhaustion that bloom throughout my

  
  

  Body, growing in their place cheerful

  
  

  Little dandelions of

  
  

  Contentment.

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