Saturday, July 26, 2025

With Mugs of Memories! Amidst Incessant Rain!

 

For three days, the rain has softly stayed,

Veiling skies in a dark shade.

The air is damp, the wind wears chill,

And coffee cups with family pics begin to fill.

Steam rises like a whispered tale,

Of warmer times in sunlit trails.

Each mug is a frame from days gone by,

Love and laughter frozen, spirits high.

Faces beam from ceramic gloss,

Moments held without time’s loss.

Family, friends in printed cheer,

Now warming hands when they’re not near.

These mugs don’t just hold caffeine,

They cradle echoes in between.

A sip, a smile, a thought of then,

Hope we all soon meet again.


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