All Because You Briefly Stopped

When the world is all at odds

And the mind is all at sea,

Then cease the useless tedium

And brew a cup of tea.

 

There is magic in its fragrance,

There is solace in its taste;

And the laden moments vanish

Somehow into space.

 

And the world becomes a lovely thing!

There’s beauty as you’ll see;

All because you briefly stopped

To brew a cup of tea.

 

This poem is attributed to different authors but mostly to anonymous so I’ll not add to the confusion.  If anyone knows the true author please post.  In the meantime, let’s enjoy his or her spot-on poem.