A Proper Cup of Tea

A Proper Cup of Tea

There’s comfort waiting in a simple cup,

A quiet moment when the world slows down.

The kettle sings its familiar little tune,

And somehow lifts the weight without a sound.

The steam curls gently through the morning light,

Like whispered thoughts that drift without a care.

One steady sip can soften weary hearts,

And bring a little peace from everywhere.

No fancy things are needed to feel rich,

Just tea brewed strong the way I like it best.

A favourite mug held warmly in my hands,

Can settle every worry in my chest.

It’s shared with laughter, silence, tears and smiles,

Through happy days and nights that seem too long.

A cup of tea has seen me through it all,

A faithful friend when everything feels wrong.

So here’s to every comforting brew made,

That warms the soul as much as warming hands.

For life feels kinder with the kettle on,

And hope arrives in ways that no one plans.