Those Days Of Tea With Honey
Those days of tea with honey
Disappeared into eternity
No more popping the kettle on
Sharing life over a cup of tea
No more chatting for hours
Laughing until we cried
Singing silly made up songs
Constantly…. side by side
Oh , how I miss those days of tea with honey
Such a simple special time
All that remains is two empty cups
Sacred memories of mine!
Copyright © Deb M | Year Posted 2023
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