Afternoon Tea by Sam Coleman at AllPosters.comHe brewed his tea in a blue china pot,
poured it into a chipped white cup
with forget-me-nots on the handle,
and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream.
He sat by the window, cup in hand, watching the first snow fall.
"I am," he sighed deeply, "contented as a clam.
I am a most happy man."
~ Wildflower Tea by Ethel Pochocki ~
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