Tea | poetry

I could probably write a whole book about tea, and maybe one day I will. It features in every single book I’ve ever written and despite the thousands of cups that have gone cold in my time – the next cuppa is never far from my mind.

2 thoughts on “Tea | poetry

  1. How true; I used to laugh when I was a child when Mum and the aunties said they were dying for a cup of tea, but I started drinking it when I was fifteen and never looked back. There are some tea moments in life you never forget.

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