Landscape of Tea

I would have you visit a place. A sight that won the gold medal of my heart, A decade and three years ago. The green tea landscape of Tole. Long green hills of tea, Planted in furrows of three; Rippling as waves on a sea, Stretching as far as you can see. Reaching across the horizons, To kiss the brink of the azure sky, On a bright cool morning, The green tea plains of Tole. Yeah, a veritable greenery, Creating a semblance of Eden, On a bright warm morning, The green tea hills of Tole. And if I had my wish, Then I could live within, Or in a painted version, to always see, The green tea landscape of Tole.