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
Copyright © Maggie Gochee | Year Posted 2015
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