A cuppa tea, both dark and bright,371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4p7irLl3fr
A fleeting warmth, a touch of light.371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡirBIbCOGdz
Sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet,371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlob0Or2x8T
A quiet solace, calm yet fleet.
The steam unfurls, a whispered sigh,371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvQCJu48jpb
Like fleeting days that drift on by.371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRcHBcAC7vc
Some are heavy, steeped in grey,371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8eYcnz7vjp
Others golden, washed in day.
I cradle the cup, both firm and light,371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7iCqmrXnB3
A fragile thing, yet holding tight.371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAjbRXmoYjX
For life, like tea, is never just one—371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0aqGaJ0Ojg
It shifts, it sways, it’s never done.
Each sip a lesson, small yet true,371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpsSegQHmU8
That joy and sorrow both must brew.371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4CgJ8rSqgF
For even in pain, a warmth remains,371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjZsXPQljyQ
A trace of sweetness in the rains.
So as I drink, I breathe, I see—371Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡezEhZSbBFc
Life flows onward, like a cuppa tea.
