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Tea
How tea the simple beverage
Has shaped our very lives
The tea-break so essential
A break to helps us thrive
The steaming beverage waits,
As workers to the canteens rush,
The workers grab their steaming mugs
The canteen soon fills with hush
Afternoon tea a delicacy,
Toasted tea cakes, scones, jam and bread
Table-cloths, pretty china tea-sets
Help’s to make this lovely spread
A gathering of gentle ladies
Refined, polite and very posh
Stretch delicately out their little fingers,
Sipping from their china cup
Along some tiny street it hides
The little tea shop we long to find
So we can rest our weary legs
And then at last we see the tea pot sign
To sit down for that longed for rest
By tables, with white cloths so starched
No better joy can we impart
To quench a thirst that’s now so parched
©Judith Owston
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2 comments:
There's nothing quite invisibly watching the hustle and bustle outside a cosy cafe with a pot of Darjeeling. :)
Hello Sarah
Thanks for your comment. I'm a plain old indian tea usually breakfast, but I do like a cup of Earl Grey now and again. My husband has started to drink Green tea. A bit bland for my taste.
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