I wish I had a bowl of soup
Alas, but I do not.
But if I had a bowl of soup
I’d like it nice and hot
But not too hot, just warm enough
To soothe my throat so sore
And if the soup was good enough
I might just ask for more
But since I have no bowl of soup
I’ll make a cup of tea
The herbal kind with lemon
And delightful, sweet honey
I hope you like this little poem
Though it’s not some great verse
Remember, while it’s not the best
I’ve penned, by far, much worse.