In a world full of coffee, I will always choose tea

I am no poet, but I love to write. So please enjoy this poem about tea, that I wrote, tonight…

I open my eyes

A little yawn, a little stretch

If you know me well, you know what comes next

I reach for a mug, of a regular size

And sip the peppermint tea that swirls inside.

It’s time to go class,

I’m dressed and wide awake

I’m not too hungry

So a ginger tea is all I take

The travel mug is hot in my hand

As I go through my commute

Some might say its heavy and inconvenient

I just think it’s cute

I get to uni

I’m tempted by the cafe

Is it just habit,

To want to walk that way?

I wonder what it is

Why I love tea so much?

Is it the taste that I enjoy

Or the warm feeling that I clutch?

No time to decide

I have too much work to do

But if you see me behind my laptop typing

You can expect to see a tea too

The working day is over

I tried my best

Regardless of how much is off my to do list

I know its time to rest

So I get back in bed

Feeling relaxed and free

Because in a world full of coffee,

I will always choose tea

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