A Cup Of Tea

Donna brewed a cup of Tea, made and poured it out for me..
And above the steaming brew, smiled and ask me, "one or two.."
Saucily She tossed Her head; "make it sweet for me I said.."
Two sweet lumps of sugar fell, into that small china well..
But I knew that while I drained, every drop the cup contained..
More than sugar, in the Tea, made the beverage sweet for me..
This to Her I tried to say, in that Golden Yesterday; "life is like a
cup of Tea, which time poureth endlessly, brewed by trials constant
heat, needing Love to make it sweet.."
Then I caught Her looking up, and I held my dainty cup, out to Her
and bravely said; "here is all that lies ahead, here is all my life to be,
Will you make it sweet for me.."