Terza Rima Day 28. Life

This Month Kat Myrman has suggested a new theme for the daily poem—the Terza Rima, writing one stanza each day.
A terza rima consists of stanzas of three lines (or tercets) usually in iambic pentameter. It follows an interlocking rhyming scheme, or chain rhyme. This is where the middle of each stanza rhymes with the first and last line of the following stanza. There is no set length to this form, as long as it follows

I shall be joining Kat Myrman and Jane Dougherty in this challenge.

Today stanza is not technically correct, the last line dose not rhyme with the first.

Life… A Terza Rima,

Years past, some alone but I coped no longer timid.

The boys grew into men I found myself again

We all need to grow and not be tied down.

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Installment 28 of Life for this month’s Terza Rima Daily Poem Challenge, one tercet at a time.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday Tea,Tee and T.

This week’s prompt for LindaGHill‘s #SoCs is Tea, Tee or a word beginning with T. You can get extra points if you use all three.

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Tea, I have never liked the stuff. No not loose tea, picked and dried, or in teabags it has never really rang my bell. It really does not appeal to me. Now the way you pour your tea out is supposed to denote which social class you are from.

In the past, putting the milk in last was considered to be the ‘correct’ thing to do in refined social circles. It was a way of showing that one had fine china on one’s table. ( Bone china would not crack with very hot tea being poured into it)
Where as the lower classes with cheaper cups put their milk in first, milk would lower the temperature of the tea thus sparing the cup.
I have heard that you can have afternoon tea at most golf clubs these days, so you could watch people teeing off while you drink your tea and have your scones.

That begs another question why is a tee called a tee.

Answer: A tee is a stand used to support a stationary ball so that the player can strike it, particularly in golf, tee ball, American football, and rugby.

Image from Pixabay
Now I have used both prompt words so all I have to do now is use a word beginning with T and my task will be done.

Tearoom Acrostic Poem.

Take my word

Even we can enjoy a cuppa tea

Anytime haven’t you heard

Rounds of golf start with a tee

Only to end at the 19th hole

Oh!Yes indeed or even a cup of tea.

Moist cakes and Darjiling warm the Soul.

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