Morning Tea and Reverie

Sip and think, and listen, watch, and dream

Sip some more, think some more

Listen some more, and dream some more during

My morning tea and reverie.

Well I've drunk my tea now it's into the kitchen to forage.

There's maple and brown sugar oatmeal and an egg but no porridge.

Porridge sounds tasteless and for Goldilocks, not for me,

And we know what happened to her. Goodness, what was in my Tea?

I need to figure what this day is about.

I have no car, it's on loan so I can't go out.

I have a painting I'm nursing stoke by stroke,

And some baking and sweeping and laundry to tote

But first I think I'll sip and think, and listen, watch and dream.

Sip some more, think some more.

Listen some more, and dream some more during

My morning tea and reverie.