Mama Poem by Rue Palmer

In a cozy kitchen, light and warm, Mama stirs a pot with charm.Her chocolate tea, a special brew, A magic potion, rich and true.Steam curls up in fragrant swirls, A dance of scents, a dream unfurls.Vanilla whispers of cocoa sweet, In every sip, a pure retreat.A dash of love, a touch of spice, Her gentle hands mix paradise.With every stir, a tender grace, A mother's love, you can embrace.The cup is filled, coconut cream, A gentle flow a hot oily sip, lips scorch.Memories blend in each rich cinnamon taste, Moments cherished, never waste.Mama's chocolate tea, so fine, A soothing balm, a lifeline.In its depths, we find a peace, A mother's care that will never cease.
In a cozy kitchen, light and warm,
Mama stirs a pot with charm.
Her chocolate tea, a special brew,
A magic potion, rich and true.
Steam curls up in fragrant swirls,
A dance of scents, a dream unfurls.
Vanilla whispers of cocoa sweet,
In every sip, a pure retreat.
A dash of love, a touch of spice,
Her gentle hands mix paradise.
With every stir, a tender grace,
A mother's love, you can embrace.
The cup is filled, coconut cream,
A gentle flow a hot oily sip, lips scorch.
Memories blend in each rich cinnamon taste,
Moments cherished, never waste.
Mama's chocolate tea, so fine,
A soothing balm, a lifeline.
In its depths, we find a peace,
A mother's care that will never cease.