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! !

Joanne Dix

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