Poem # 98- Tea

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A tea to all who's lonely—
A single sip and drip through their arid throats
To cease their desolation and populate them,
And a grin on their faces will be arisen.

A tea to all who lost their faith—
A single sip and drip through their arid throats
Let them look upon the sky, for they'll remain sane,
And as they stand up, ready to face their fate.

A tea to all who's stressed—
A single sip and drip through their arid throats
Provide enough time for them to rest,
And as they will handle the upcoming test.

A tea to all who gave their throbbing red though shattered it without hesitation—
A single sip and drip through their arid throats
Just let them know that someday, it'll just come;
Help them overcome with your brewing love.

A tea to all who forgot to be strong, to be unyielding—
A single sip and drip to their arid throats
Give them their deserved protection, their deserved shield,
So they are all armed up— awakened on the open field.

An ample warm water filling the compact cup,
With a hint of the bitter taste of green leaf
Wish you could indulge the vapor as you stay—

Just remember— always sip tea everyday.

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