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Poured out, dark brown, milk turns it to a creamy chestnut. Passed around the chattering group, hands circle the mugs which hold its comforting warmth.
He stretches it up from the pushchair; tiny and perfect with bright pink fingertips. Fingers splayed, he reaches for Mummy. She enfolds his in her own. Safety, warmth and comfort on a crowded bus.
A pale imitation of its summer self, it falls on trees and grass in faded rays. Its brightness is subdued, a watery yellow which gives only soft warmth. Yet flowers glow beneath its gentle touch, a last vestige of the … Continue reading
Water swells all around me. My toes peep out above the waterline. The tap dribbles a thin line of hot water. Embraced by its warmth, I float away into relaxation.