poems sweet tea July 21, 2014by heather anne sweet tea for a hollow morning grey skies Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
it is the smallest and sweetest poem I’ve ever heard. i love grey skies. by the way which tea? earl grey? 🙂 You have earned my follow! See you around. Reply
Some call it red 
I am so with you…
Words to live by …
Like that a lot
Thank you for reading Haiku 14.
Alexander
Love the use of “hollow” here. Brilliant.
Earl Grey?
it is the smallest and sweetest poem I’ve ever heard. i love grey skies. by the way which tea? earl grey? 🙂 You have earned my follow! See you around.