This Little Cup Of Mine
You’re more than just a beverage
There’s magic in every pot
You bring people together
Whether you’re enjoyed cold or hot
You are the cup of motivation
That drives me out of bed
You hold the power to heal my wounds
Without a word being said
I seek solace in your taste
And your hot water is my hug
You take me to my happy place
While I drown myself in your mug
I’ll always choose you
Earl Grey, Black, or Green
Because your love is like the sea
Keeping me calm and serene
All I need is one sip
For all the wrongs to be right
And the birds to fly free
Because I don’t see me
Without my cup of tea
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