The Old Teapot

Old Teapot

The ancient teapot on the shelf

Is deep, cerulean blue,

A gift from one who long ago

Loved its magic brew.

I set the kettle, stir the fire,

And dream of days of yore

When Great-Grandmother brewed her tea

On a far-off English shore.

---Katherine McClure

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I am not sure how old this poem is or anything about the author. My Dad found it in a box of my mother’s keepsakes.