A bag full of leaves

and the magic within

is all that I need

to save face with a grin.

The love of my family

in every delicious cup

I wnonder how they could stand me

when I whined like a pup.

Some dark and some light

some mint, maybe fruit

some sugar, some spice

and flowers too boot.

Its the simple that spurs

me to keep working hard

dont need diamonds or furs

just one lucky card.

A jolt of caffiene

that prepares me for the day

or a lavender dream

to chase the hurt away

I'll never lose sight

of the memories we shared

as we talked into the night

as for life's trials prepared

never again will I be scared.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

a puerile one about tea. Love that stuff

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