Tea Forsaken (#1760)

I left my iced tea all alone,
Too caught up with meetings on the phone,

I didn’t notice the condensation,
Or the growing puddle in relation,

I didn’t hear the clack of moving ice,
Didn’t pay attention to its silent sacrifice,

I hadn’t noticed the dark amber fade,
Into what became a watered-down shade,

Not until later did I realize my mistake,
When I took a sip on my next break,

I grimaced and looked down into my cup,
Yuck! I really screwed that one up.

Any Thoughts?

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