The Tea room at the end of my closet...

The Tea room at the end of my closet... To the Unwashed Villagers...*Grin*
Not yesterday or the day before
I walked into my room
Looking for a place to hide
From all upcoming doom

Underneath the bed was small
The dresser drawers, well, no
And then I knew, quite suddenly
Of just the place to go

I opened up my closet door
Wide enough to see
Deep inside this cosmos
A room made just for me

A refuge from the outside world,
It keeps me safe and warm
Books and Tea, and cookies too
Nothing here can harm

So if you ever find a time,
You need escape, from doom and gloom
Go to the end of my closet
And share with me, my own tea room

K. A. Stryker