Dare I ASK?

A bruschetta of fried bread

And withered leaves;

A pasta of reheated penne

Chicken chunks and sauce

From dubious wild mushrooms.

But - ah but - at last

Fresh mint tea and all that one could ask;

Just mint leaves, frsh boiled water

Nothing else;

I can overlook the indifferent food

Tea, and the evening sun, makes all life good.

Brian Hick 2009

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