Thursday, June 4, 2015

Where's my cup of tea?



Mid summer morning and the sun beams through the window.
"Wake up" it says with a warm kiss as I hide in bed.
My wife stretches by my side, yawning, poking me in the ribs.
Where's my cup of tea?" she asks teasing.
I crawl out of bed, find my slippers and stumble into the kitchen.
I would do anything for her.

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10 comments:

  1. such a comfortable relationship. Something we all long for I think...This is such a lovely image. Thanks for linking up!

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  2. So beautiful. Sounds a lot like our house only I sorta kick the Hub in the foot with mine and it's coffee I'm waiting for. Ivy's word - comfortable - is exactly right. I used to think comfortable was a bad thing, implying a lack of passion or excitement perhaps. Maybe not. Maybe comfortable is a really good thing.

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  3. This is so lovely, a warm kiss of sunshine. Doing that small, sweet thing of bringing your wife tea in bed shows the greatest amount of love. Sigh!

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  4. Very lovely to see this morning. But I'm always the first one up, no special tea for me! ;-)

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  5. Such a poignant piece...and a refreshing form..she is there...

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  6. This is wonderful. You are my kind of person <3

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  7. have you been sleeping with my wife? That sounds very familiar....

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  8. That sounds so lovely, a leisurely morning with the one you love.

    cd from Sunday Scribblings 2

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