When the world is all at odds
And the mind is all at sea
Then cease the useless tedium
And brew a cup of tea.
There is magic in its fragrance,
There is solace in its taste;
And the laden moments vanish
Somehow into space.
And the world becomes a lovely thing
There’s beauty as you’ll see;
All because you briefly stopped
To brew a cup of tea.
Traditional rhyme
Just taking a little break from all the moving frenzy, and thought I would share it with you…
Categories: Tea & Tidbits
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