The tea is good and hot
And complements the milk –
As if I’ve got a pot
Of lovely, liquid silk.

I didn’t use to drink
This beverage, though, at all,
But then I used to think
I had no time to stall.

I’m younger than that now
And make myself a cup
When time and space allow
And things look on the up.

And yet my favourite brew
Was one I shared with you.

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