I was delighted to receive a poem from one of my tea leaf reading students this week. She remembered her grandmother reading her tea leaves even though she was very young at the time. These experiences are jewels that children remember and treasure. i thank her so much for sharing it with us.
A cup of tea is such a wonderful
ride,
As the teapot pours, your worries
subside
With the first sip, you breathe a sigh of
relief,
Thank goodness for the beautiful tea
leaf.
I love my tea in all varities and
flavours,
Like a warrior soldier, a cup of tea is my
saviour
So when I need a lift or am feeling
down,
I race to the teapot and happiness is
found.
The best memories in life that I can
recall,
Nanny reading my tea leaves, the most
treasured of all
Childhood memories of fairies that play in
the yard,
While I wait with excitement for my
reading to start
Kinghts on horses, new shoes and fairytale
romance,
The spirit of tea still makes my heart
dance.
Tea is for sharing stories with friends
during the day,
But most importantly as my Nanny would
say;
Your tea leaves will tell you of joys and
strife,
For a cup of tea is the
cup of life.
For my Grandmother Alice
Boyd
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