Tea and Poetry Tuesday

Today’s Tea Tidbit: “The spirit of the tea beverage is one of peace, comfort and refinement.”   — Arthur Gray

Song 
by Langston Hughes

Lovely, dark, and lonely one,
Bare your bosom to the sun.
Do not be afraid of light,
You are a child of night.

Open wide your arms to life,
Whirl in the wind of pain and strife,
Face the wall with the dark closed gate,
Beat with bare, brown fists–
And wait.

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