Ode to my morning tea ritual

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”.

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6 Comments

  1. October 26, 2012 / 9:35 am

    Hi Janet – Jaclyn here fro BYW, love our tea post, I’m a huge fan too!

  2. October 26, 2012 / 11:14 am

    Hi Jaclyn, So glad to have a fellow BYW who shares my tea passion.

  3. October 26, 2012 / 8:37 pm

    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

  4. Rosalind
    October 26, 2012 / 10:31 pm

    My “poet”friend….

  5. November 2, 2012 / 2:08 pm

    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!!!

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