A Cup of Tea

A triumphant return to poems

A Cup of Tea

 

A cup of tea is all it is.

Something sweet, maybe

Or something bitter.

You can never really tell with tea

Unless you measure everything.

The leaves, the time, the temperature,

It’s far too much to think about.

Far too much for hot brown water,

A splash of milk, perhaps,

But never cream, unless

A little sugar or maybe lemon.

The ins and outs of drinking tea,

English, Irish, Earl Gray.

Holding the cup up with one hand,

And smiling and listening as she speaks.

Reviews

[KisuKimmi]

I really like this poem =) it's nice and simple, and I personally love having tea parties.

[miSS LEaf]

i love tea time, and the serenity this poem serves :)