You can't buy happiness, but you can buy tea and that's kind of the same thing.
– Unknown
Oh, the joys of tea, a
drink divine,
A sip of which can
make my heart entwine
With happiness, a
feeling so serene,
A sensation that can't
be gleaned
From wealth or riches,
no matter the sum,
For true contentment
is found in the hum
Of a tea kettle's
gentle whistle,
As it brews a blend, a
true delight
For in a cup of tea, I
find my peace
A moment's respite
from life's ceaseless pace
A chance to slow down,
to ponder and seize
The beauty of the
present, a true release
So though you can't
buy happiness with gold
You can buy tea, and
that's a start to unfold
A path to joy, a
journey to explore
A treasure that can
never be poor
So let us raise a cup,
and toast to tea
A drink that brings us
happiness, wild and free
For in its warm
embrace, we find our peace
And a sense of
contentment, a true release.
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