As the name promises,
The drink is hot, and tastes like dark chocolate.
It melts the ice in my bones,
It thaws my frozen flesh.
Mom sits beside me with her own cup.
We sit and drink as we talk.
We talk about boy troubles as I sip at my drink.
I know that through this winter,
I will always have Hot Coco with Mom.
And this spring, we will go to having tea.