Thea Loves Tea

Thea adored tea shops, their cozy, warm light,

And the comforting scent of Earl Grey, dark and bright.

With clinking of teacups and quiet soft chat,

She knew in her heart, there was nothing like that.

But her favorite tea moments, so special and grand,

Were the ones with her friend, across the green land.

To Eden Park they'd go, with a basket in tow,

A blanket spread out, where the fresh breezes blow.

From her tiny toy teapot, with flowers so sweet,

She'd pour out imaginary tea, a delightful soft treat.

Her friend, a small teddy bear, with button-bright eyes,

Would sit patiently, watching the clouds in the skies.

"More sugar, dear Bear?" Thea would politely inquire,

"Or perhaps a fresh scone, to truly inspire?"

They'd sip their pretend brew, and whisper and giggle,

As squirrels would scamper and little birds wiggle.

The sun would shine down on their party so dear,

No place Thea loved more, throughout the whole year.

Just good company, quiet, and a cup of warm tea,

Made Thea as happy as happy could be.