My Grandmother's Teacup

My grandmother's teacup was a coffee mug And the tea steeped inside it was used to kill bugs But grandma did sip tough bird that she was with no honey to sweeten the taste She worked hard all day and into the night Then sat and sipped tea by bee candlelight I'd beg for a sip but never could swallow And out it would come what a waste My grandmother lived 'til a hundred and three And with her last breath claimed "it was the tea!" So I sit and I sip from the mug left to me I add honey it sweetens the taste Maggie