Tea Bag Poems - Poems about Tea Bag

Both of my daughters have married and moved on both now have lives and homes of their own both their “old” bedrooms now empty of them their laughter and music still harbour their presence their energy and love and...Read the rest...

Such pleasure it gives yet thrown away believe me it will happen to us all one day, the only way out sadly is not alive the secret being when in; how to survive, my place of abode the teapot...Read the rest...

Clock ticking Time for tea Opening the tea box Fingers sink into the peach flavor The light on the electric kettle flickers Pouring the hot water in a crystal cup The tea bag ready to dive Time to infuse the aroma Sigh...Read the rest...

Brissels of Sugar My invention Drilect of Rights Happiness Sorrow The Next Generation Stupify...Read the rest...

Somebody took my teabag, the only one I had, Just what kind of scuzzbag, could be that much a cad? I only had the one, you see, and used it 18 times now I got the problem, of finding something that rhymes Oh...Read the rest...