Some thoughts on tea by a
Teamail member ...
November 1
by Ingegerd, Norrkoping, Sweden
When I woke this
morning
the world was white with snow.
I made a cup of gunpowder
to gather daily strength.
Noon came and yet
the sun stood low on the sky.
I made a cup of Assam strong and black,
added milk and sugar,
and drank it to warm my frozen toes.
Before four the sun left this place
and soon the night fell.
I made a pot of oolong tea
to remind me of the lovely time
when dusk turns into dawn
and the darkness of the night is banned.
