Sometimes it’s nice
Just to sit down
With a good book
And a cup of tea
But how much nicer
It would be
To sit down with
You and a cup of tea
Or maybe not even
With a cup of tea
Just you, the moon
And the daffodils.
Filed under Books, Poetry, Thoughts
Tagged as Books, Daffodils, Desire, joy, love, Moon, Poetry, Tea
this is lovely!
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of follow-up comments via email.
Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.
Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.
Join 466 other followers