Dear, English Breakfast Tea.
Thank you for always being there in the mornings,
welcoming me with your creaminess and warm beige beauty.
Thank you for baring the cold with me and my other loyal red companion.
Thank you for listening to my bullshit,
and putting up with it when I accidently drop ash in you..
Thank you for giving me more bearable breath after I drink you than coffee does.
And thanks for not judging me when I dunk lots (and lots) of cookies in you.
P.S. I promise to never settle for Earl Grey.