Sunday, October 27, 2013

Poem a Day 27

Cup of Tea

You are lovely, cup of tea,
steaming, scenting morning air,
born of leaf and water free,
capturing all ache and care;

You are splendid, morning cup,
filling sense and sparking mind;
feeling hope, I fill you up:
morning seems more calm and kind.

In the morning, at the sunrise,
all the world is made more fair,
in the cup there is a fair prize --
take it if your heart can dare.

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