Monday WRites #163

A GREEN MUG
A green mug, from which i sometimes drink:
soup, tea, coffee, reminds me that this precious gift,
we sometimes call life, so multifaceted,
it aches my bones to think there are some of us
who still want to waterdown flavours to only,
yet bittersweet dreams of strife, strained
to the gregs of a history's future days.
A GREEN MUG© gillena cox 2018



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Congratulation to France World Cup Winners 2018
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You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea). A Happy Monday to all
Welcome to Monday WRites #163, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites

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16 July 2016
COFFEE MORNINGS
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