Cup of Tea

All praise to thee,
My mug of tea!
A soothing cup of stability.
 
Come shine, come rain,
You stay the same;
A tonic to my aching brain.
 
In a world of haste,
At break-neck pace,
I rely on your unchanging taste.
 
Oh builder’s brew,
Your deep, tanned hue,
I always can rely on you.
 
Some days I choose a different flavour
But at times of stress I never waver
And slurp you ‘til I’m feeling braver.