You’re My Cup of Tea

ISHRAT CHOWDURY

Years ago I saw him for the first time at our tea party

He was my brother Abel’s old childhood buddy

Mother asked me to bake a chocolate cake

Cookies, nimki and samosa to make

Mother made some other delicious dish

Aromatic and well prepared per our wish

All the guests showed up at the right time

I opened the door as I heard the door chime

Then there came my brother’s old chum

He looked tall, dark and very handsome

My brother Abel was very happy to see him

They used to play in the same soccer team

He introduced himself as a friend of Abel

All the goodies were served on the table

We took good care of all the guests

Preparing, serving all, we tried our best

Suddenly, I heard a very gentle voice

“May I have a cup of tea, please?”

I poured him freshly steaming brew

I smiled and asked him, “One or two?”

One lump of sugar I dropped in his cup

Then I caught him bravely looking up

I felt a shiver and warmth on my face

Quietly and hurriedly, I left the place

These forty years now I’m making his tea

With all my love and respect as it should be

We have ups and downs in our lives

We face them courageously as we survive

I never forget our first meeting, and your gentle voice

Still resonating in my ears

“May I have a cup of tea, please?”

– Inspired by Edgar West

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