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Tea Time

Tea Time

perhaps

the world

could use

a cup of tea

with a lump of sugar

a biscuit and jam

a triangular sandwich

a snowy berry tart

forget the press

the pleat

the plat

forget all that

sit and sip

a spell

with me

a steamy cup

of English tea

not reserved for ladies

in turret castles

a man needs reprieve

a child needs treats

the old man, the young woman

they need to believe

the rich and the poor

sit at the same table

reaching for the same cup

of warmth

and belonging

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery