Once upon a time
during my younger days
Tea was my favorite drink
Black tea with milk
or as it is called English tea
I would sip sizzling hot tea
before anyone else could sip
even a half of his cup
I loved tea which was bubbling hot
rich tea with good color and flavor
tea which could brew up in a few minutes
a tea which could soothe the nerves
and brighten up the heart
Nothing tasted better than such a 'tea'
brimming with these qualities and more
which used to be the hallmark
of the art of my diddle girl friend...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem