This morning I’ll put sugar in my tea.

I don’t do it often (you know what They

Say about sugar), it’s usually

Just a little milk and a longish steep.

Today though, I feel differently.

Today is a day I might need a bit

Of sweetness to temper the news I’ll get

Which tastes of bitterness, sourness, salt

I put one cube, no, two inside my cup

And stir, clockwise, watching the snow-white

Squares turn to mud-slush, and I sip slowly

As the tannins fade away, and I smile.

Today will be a day of two sugars,

Of listening and breathing and planning.

It will be a day of new things, hard things,

Important things. I’ll go to it, sweetly.

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