Tea

We felt chilled,having been out

in the cold night air.

White tea with real orange leaves

and lemongrass. A story of serendipity.

It has medicinal value and a warm cup

brings me warmth and contentment.

Arriving at the ball park earlier this

evening, we sat for a moment or two

in the car. I was glad I had worn my

heavier coat with the fur lined hood.

The temps were in the low forties,

as we watched the group of small

lads gather on the ball field. "T Ball"

is the entry level for baseball.

"Run to the sign in center

field," he said. The Coach made sure

they kept moving to keep them warm.

The attention span of a four year old

is short, we observe, as the young

boy's mind wonders. His fourth

practice of the season. He would learn.

We sat on metal bleachers,

wishing we had brought along

a wool blanket to cover us.

He looked our way and we nodded

with smiles and approvals.

Grand parental observations:
He was learning a new lesson.

To be part of a team,

his efforts counted.

He was giving it his best.

"Good-bye B&P"

Still young enough not to care

what others thought, he had

waved at us.

Feeling Blessed..... Dee Dee