Tea Poem by Joanne Dix
Tea
Why am I feeling so tired
I don’t really feel like me
I can’t keep my eyes open
Maybe ill have a cup of tea
Fresh teas a brewing
I can smell it stewing
I cant wait A MINUTE MORE
I start to pour into my cup
I cannot wait to supp
Fresh golden tea
Swirling around in my cup
I raise the tea to my lips
I take a few delightful sips
As the tea goes down
Away with my frown
Ah what a wonderful cup! !
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