Poems: Unwrapping Gifts

Beautiful notebooks

Of handmade paper

Wrapped in transparent film

Exquisite, delicate glasses

In cardboard boxes

Nestled in cotton

Clay cups made

To be used but once

Then broken

Being saved.

Like guarded hearts

Never consumed

By their purpose


Always waiting…

Perhaps today is the day.

3 thoughts on “Poems: Unwrapping Gifts

  1. Out comes my grandma’s china tea pot! So short this life – so beautiful when we marry the beauty and function of each passing moment! Thank you, Sangeeta!

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