A Cup of Tea
Exactly the right colour,
The perfect amount of milk,
One of Mum`s specials as
We gathered round the table
In the kitchen and put
The pictures together,
As red lights turned and
The friendly doctor asked
What to do with
The dressing gown.
Well it was rather a nice one
Said Mum.
Then it all went quiet.
Too late to go to bed.
Too early to get up.
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