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Rosy Lea

Rosy Lea

I may not be your cup of tea 
but, that's just fine
maybe I'm just too hot?
boiling on your tongue?
or too sweet?
not sweet enough?
perhaps too strong for your taste buds?
too cold?
too weak?
or if instead of milk which you may prefer 
I'm full of lemons
you see, I decide my own consistency 
not you 
so if you don't want me 
don't like me
just put me down
and move on to your next mug
because...
whether, I’m wrapped in porcelain or not
I’m happy with me.

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Marion

Ooh... light hearted on first read but saying something so so much deeper. As I am of a similar mindset ( age does that don't you think? ) I like this very much x

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Shirley Harrison

Thank you dearest Marion, age life experience it all contributes doesn't it, biggest of hugs dear friend. 🌹 ❤️ 
 
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Jac Fables

We're never quite too old for a new Romance. May we all find our own. Lovely Verse. 🩵

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Shirley Harrison

Just a self reflective piece dearest B.S thank you as always for passing by. 🌹 

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Rory McGinlay

I never saw before how much I was like a cup of tea 

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Shirley Harrison

Strong and sweet 🤣 thank you for coming by to my scribbles on how we can all resemble a cup of tea dear Rory. 🌹 🍵 

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Rory McGinlay

I think I like this; Rory, steadfast but with a compassionate side. PS love the Paddington bear 

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sparrowsong

Hello Shirley...

Prepare for Baby Bear...

IT'S JUST RIGHT!

😊

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Being Me

Oh Shirley, this is wonderful! A fabulous metaphorical poem x

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