Mismatched
Mugs
Mismatched
and slightly chipped,
We’re collection
of sorts,
Each of
us has a story,
Holding
dear the coffee-stained veneer
And
tired patterns,
Like a
badge of honour.
A
testament to our unity.
It’s only when guests arrive
That we
truly come together.
No-one
says anything
But we
know.
MRSARGE