A Cup Of Tea Before I Die.....

This poem is a heartfelt gratitude to all those Husbands who take a long time to prepare tea and serve it to their beloved wives on bed ,after her patience has completely exhausted .....but at last She says ..A Cup of Tea Before I Die……

A Cup Of Tea Before I Die

 I woke up in the morning and looked at the side table,

The table was empty only occupied with a book of fable.

 

Then looked at the clock that kept on ticking ,

The wait seemed endless ,when to get the chance for sipping?

 

Seconds became minutes, minutes changed in to hours,

My patience exhausted ,and the idea of hot tea seemed sour.

 

I thought I could have made the tea on my own,

Depending on others is silly, I should have known.

 

Oh! I wish I could get a cup of tea before I Die,

But then comes my angel with a cup of tea and an apple pie,

 

I jumped on my bed, grabbed the tea and the pie,

Sipped and uttered at last got the tea before I die..........

PS-This often happens with me 😃😃😃😃😃