I’d
like to talk to you about something that might seem strange
but
I promise it’ll make sense after this word exchange
I’m
simply here to inform you of your cup status
options
include beaker, goblet, glass, flute, mug or chalice
whatever
your preference i here to remind
each
cup is ready to receive, hold and contain by its design
whichever
one you choose is up to you
but
while I have your attention, I wanted to take some time
to
let you about mine, just a thing or two
you
see my clay was plucked from the purest of lands
then
hand crafted from the finest of motherly hands
I
was painted by childhood with the most vibrant of colors
as
a teen fired in a kiln with the deepest dolor’s
yet
I rise out of the darkness like rebel with a cause
I
now chose to embrace my design
rather than find my flaws
as student cup status I had a purpose and it
was to receive
I am appreciative of that journey but thank
god! now I must leave
as I begin this transition cup filled high
I look back once more, shed a tear and say my
good bye
one foot in front of the other, chin to the
sky
I can proudly say I am the cup that will
provide
So If anything there are a
few things from this poem
I’d like for you to take to
your car
One, understand that cups
are givers or receivers
But also maybe two way
streeters
Because just a cup was
designed to be
Pouring is another of its
capabilities
Last but not least and I cannot express
enough
You cannot pour from an empty cup
Lots of food for thought here, Natalie.
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