Teaspoons in the Garden

Tea In The Park
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One less teaspoon in the drawer
one more in the garden beds
one more beneath
my children’s favourite tree.

I know this for sure
they’re not anywhere near
my beloved teapot
& searching’s become a daily chore.

For the rest of this poem please go to Ripple Poetry

Notes on Creativity
This poem began as the start of a memory story about my early motherhood days. It ran out of puff and sat in my notebook gathering dust. But poetry gave it new life and here it is.

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