Tea Time

Tea time is a ritual
A time when friends gather
And ramble along paths amidst the woods
Enjoying the breeze.
Perhaps the setting sun
Would have a look in
And dye the sky
In luxuriant hues
As we sit sipping tea
With a sweet bun on the side
Conversation's the main course
Served at these short walks
To the tea shop
Before long,
It's time to hurry back
And get inside
Before the bell rings,
Signaling the much detested curfew hour.
I look forward to tea time everyday
Sweet moments of freedom
And companionship
Steady as the tide
That ebbs and flows
On the seashore