Hot Cup Of Tea

Hot cup of tea
Now that for me would be
Such a luxury
Hot Cup of Tea

by Scarborough Gypsy Click to read full poem

Comments (9)

Thankfully there are microwaves....if you have a chance to get to them, right? Oh, yes, I remember the nights...and we didn't even have microwaves...Poor me!
Wow. I just read this one, and was secretly fearing a certain ending.. I submited something similar (but different) earlier this evening ('lap of luxury') . Great minds think alike, I say with complete sincere-it-tea. Congrats, by the way! -chuck
Gyp's~ How cute! :) I enjoy my cup of tea, so I admire this poem. How frustrating it must have been to not enjoy it to the fullest while still warm though...but you were preoccupied with more important things I suppose. Love this poem :) ~Courtney
CUPPA must be the same in any language - I like coffee, you like tea, but the thought and intent are the same. Linda
Ha ha ha! ! ! Regards, Gina.
My favourite remedy, a universal cure. Can't live a day without it.
This is great too Gypsy - very simple but so evocative
love the poem, like I love a cup of tea, mine is Typhoo.I am just going to make one, It's of the simplest things that we poets can write of, on my list of poems I have The teapot, also The Garden and The Clothes line(just read and comment no scores please) Cheers S
This is a charming poem - and one I can relate to. Super!