It is not the multitude’s idea of a special tea.
Some do not know, nor
Could they possibly conceive of
How joyful it is to sit and revel
In the small masterpieces
Of the daily mail, solitude and tea.
Some do not know, nor
Could they possibly conceive of
How joyful it is to sit and revel
In the small masterpieces
Of the daily mail, solitude and tea.
Susan Patterson
of Earlene Grey
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Flowers picked very early Sunday morning as the sun was coming up.
I delighted in the early morning hour in my garden.
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Flowers picked very early Sunday morning as the sun was coming up.
I delighted in the early morning hour in my garden.
