There is nothing more welcoming than a cup of tea
It is a first thought upon return from holiday places
Tasting the goodness of home’s simple familiarity
Tea has always been the backbone of Irish hospitality
Teapots are forever brimming with welcoming warmth
The chatter of conversation and the clattering of cups
Whether served in delicate china cups or favourite mugs
There is nothing to break social awkwardness like tea
During times of stress or woes tea is the go-to calmative
Grandfathers consumed more tea than drams of whiskey
The first drink of the day and usually the last drink at
night
A cuppa held in one’s hands brings its own contentment…
Eileen T O’Neill 01/03/2024
I agree that there is nothing more welcoming than tea. I have become a tea drinker (herbal/decaffeinated) within the past year, and I agree about tea pots brimming with welcoming warmth & I love having a warm 'cuppa' in my hands! I won't go back to coffee. Smiles.
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ReplyDeleteAn ode to tea! I love it.
It is so true, Eileen. I can feel the comfort of homecoming to one's familiar place. I have just done that myself. A cup of tea first thing in the morning is my go-to, too. Thanks for taking the time to write and link when you have just arrived home. We appreciate you.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful ode to tea....yes, it is a comforting ritual in our household too.....Rall
ReplyDeleteAm smiling at more tea than drams of whiskey...:) I think it's the same here, hospitality begins with a cup of tea, it is ingrained into our daily lives...
ReplyDeleteMy grandma, Blanche Laughlin, used to enjoy a cup of tea. We drank from dainty porcelain tea cups; each daughter in our family had their own. I used to think it tasted better because of the cups... but no, it was Grandma!
ReplyDeleteSomething so familiar is tea, and so necessary! Beautifully written.
ReplyDelete"The chatter of conversation and the clattering of cups"...Absolutely heavenly Eileen. Only the drinkers know. The word-rhythm speaks of the rhythmic togetherness of the heart and mind too. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteYes, there is a communion of drinking together that softens hearts, and this loving embrace is here in your lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteAhhhh Eileen how wonderful to share a 'cuppa' here with you... the true magic of poetry and the beauty of the poet soul.
ReplyDeleteNo family memory is complete without tea, the pot always filled and refilled, kettle always on. And it was real tea, what my husband calls black tea, that you could stand a teaspoon up in. Thank goodness we can get Bewley's here :)
ReplyDeleteThere is so much in a cup tea, and you have brilliantly brought it to us.
ReplyDeleteYes a cuppa is a great comfort....Twinings English Breakfast is my choice...You understand about tea Eileen :)
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