I still have
these sachets of chamomile tea
that a stranger
bought for me
when I was in hiding.
She said,
”everyone deserves a little comfort”
that was eight years ago.
I use them sparingly
like change
saved up for a rainy day
but for a different
kind of gray.
When I am lonely
or weary
I brew a cup
of freely given
generosity.
I wish I could tell her
how many times
her small act of kindness
has saved me
with empathy
and chamomile tea
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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Comments (2)
What a beautiful connection and idea. I’m glad she crossed paths with you. Thanks for sharing
Nice work.