Steaming kettles brewing

The wonderful aroma fills the kitchen

As water splashes on top of the grey teabags

Heat brushes against the side of the cup

And trickles down the handle

One spoon of sugar

Two spoons of sugar

Three spoons of sugar

Perfect

I have made a perfect cup of tea

But wait,

I haven't stopped pouring

And now my hand is red

And realisation has hit me hard in the head;

I poured boiling waiter onto my hands!