Based of of the poem "This is just to say" by William Carlos Williams.
I have drank
the tea
that was on
the counter
and which
you were probably
steeping
for lunch
Forgive me
it was delicious
so bitter
and so warm
Based of of the poem "This is just to say" by William Carlos Williams.
I have drank
the tea
that was on
the counter
and which
you were probably
steeping
for lunch
Forgive me
it was delicious
so bitter
and so warm
I’ve always loved
The feeling of falling
But being dragged down
Is different
Feeling unbalanced
Lost
Losing control
As life speeds by
Feeling helpless
There once was a sheep
Who ate grass by the heap
It wandered through shops
It trotted across streets
Then it happened upon wheats
Which it devoured in six heavenly feasts
Happiness is a cup of tea
Steeped to bitter perfection
It is humming along to a favorite melody
Slightly off key (as usual)
Happiness is a sad smile
Shared with an old friend
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