A Cup of Tea
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 then 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.
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 then 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.
J. Jonker, Amsterdam, c.1670
10 comments:
Delightful poem! And teapot as well. Thank you for these little joys. :-)
Hi Jo, what a nice post to see from you.
Awesome!Blessings.
That is really beautiful.
I'm having a cup of Mullein tea right now. How appropriate. You have a wonderful day, hugs, Edna B.
What a lovely teapot, and I did enjoy the poem too :)
All the best Jan
My mum always had the willow pattern pottery. Tea is still my favourite drink.
Perfect...
That is a special tea pot. It is of one of my favorite patterns in dishes.
oh i loved this poem
i love to have cup of tea two times a day ,morning and evening
your place is lovely my friend
and you tea pot is GORGEOUS
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