Tea, why do I have to have thee,
So early in the morning
To banish my feelings of the boring
Boil the water, warm the pot,
Tea leaves ready, not a lot,
Four minutes for an ideal brew
To reach the nearly perfect hue
Lift the mug to touch my lips
No such thing as taking sips,
Now the pot is drained of every drop
And my day begins to “bop”.
Hi Janet – Jaclyn here fro BYW, love our tea post, I’m a huge fan too!
Hi Jaclyn, So glad to have a fellow BYW who shares my tea passion.
I’m a big tea fan as well, and really appreciate this lovely post. I’ve started trying to make my own herbal teas, and am figuring out it really is an art to get that perfect blend. Lovely blog, I look forward to more! ~Becca from BYW
My “poet”friend….
I can’t believe it…I go to make my cup of tea and pull your blog up and to my delight it is about earl grey…that is unbelievable! Small world!! Your teapot is SOOO adorable!!!